Weekend Recap: Lots Of Randomness

I normally write a weekend recap on Mondays and 10 random things on Tuesdays, and that’s still going to be the case this week. But my weekend recap is about a million words and six pictures of randomness. So, if you like my random things blogs, you’re going to like my weekend recap today.

Real quick, I ran my 26th marathon of the year on Saturday in Fargo. I had a pretty nice run, going 3:10:00. If you want, you can read my race report here.

Also, a TV station up in Fargo did a nice piece on Operation Jack. But it’s not online yet. Hopefully I can get a link to it tomorrow.

Only In Fargo
Yeah, that’s an earthmover by the baggage claim. I told the guy at the rental car counter that I needed to take a picture of it, because you don’t see things like that in California. He was surprised at my assumption and said they probably have them at smaller airports. Really?

Post-Race Burger Review
I was starving after the race on Saturday, but nothing appealed to me. I saw Arby’s, Subway, Burger King and McDonald’s and none of them looked good. I tweeted that I didn’t know what to have for lunch. I was about to have Taco Bell, but somebody recommended a place called Culver’s for a good burger. Good burgers are always so satisfying on race days, so I gave it a shot.

I thought it was OK, but it was no In-N-Out or Five Guys. I had a mushroom swiss burger and fries. I killed it in about 30 seconds. It wasn’t bad. But it wasn’t great. One awesome thing was that they had Diet Mountain Dew on tap. I love that stuff. I got pretty wired. And then I wrote this blog.

Why I Raced On Saturday
Yesterday was my 11-year wedding anniversary with my wife, so I wanted to make sure I’d be home on Saturday night to spend yesterday with my best friend and my babies. I always gush about Tiff in here, but I won’t waste a whole lot of time doing that today. You all know happy she makes me and how lucky I am to have her. By the way, she made one heck of a homemade carrot cake for us as a surprise (that was the flavor of our wedding cake)! 🙂

What I will do is tell a little story about my wedding weekend. I was living in Kansas and we got married in California, so we had to do everything in one weekend, and that includes the bachelor party two nights before the wedding. I lost 40 pounds in the three months before the wedding so I would look good for the pictures (245 to 203!). Unfortunately, I, um, needed my friends to carry me in to my dad’s house at the end of the night. My eye accidentally got knocked into a doorknob during that process.

Can you guess where this one’s going? It was pretty swollen the next day, and it was black on the morning of my wedding. The makeup took care of the discoloration, but there was swelling. So much for those pictures … I looked like I was squinting in one of my eyes.

Moral of the story is obviously to not have your bachelor party two nights before the wedding. And if you do, make sure my friends Ben and Kevin don’t carry you in at the end of the night.

Video of the day:

I listened to this song on my iPod on my flight home and it made me think of my family. So I’m playing it today.

What I Didn’t Get My Wife For An Anniversary Present
This t-shirt I saw in a mall in Fargo:

I Made History!
I surpassed my previous record of 110 consecutive days eating ice cream or frozen yogurt when I got a peanut butter waffle cone while I was switching planes in Denver on Friday. Actually, I broke my record moments earlier when I took a sample of white chocolate mousse flavored frozen yogurt at TCBY. But I took a picture of my cone instead. How dumb would a picture of a sample cup look?

I’m at 112 days now and 215 out of the past 216. Speaking of ice cream, Team Maine emailed this picture to me on Saturday. What a beautiful t-shirt!

I always say there is no I in team, but there’s one in “win” and two in “championship”. I’m an ice cream champion.

Gas Theory
OK, so I had Taco Bell on Friday after I picked up my race packet. Wait, that’s not it. If you read last Wednesday’s blog, you know that the price I’m paying for gasoline lately closely correlates with the times I’m running. I paid $3.06 right before I ran a 3:06, the I paid $3.18 right before I ran a 3:19 and then I think 3:05 before a $3.08. Or something like that.

Well, here’s what was at the gas station next to my motel in Fargo:

So, by my math, that’s basically a 3:10. Because two hours and 70 minutes is three hours and 10 minutes. And as you know, my time on Saturday was 3:10:00. You know what would have been even radder? If I was one stinkin’ second faster, because $2.699 is the tiniest amount you can possibly be under $2.700 and 3:09:59 is the tiniest amount you can possibly be under 3:10. Yeah, I know radder isn’t really a word, but this is my blog and I make the rules here.

I’ve been told that gas in Rochester, where I’m going this weekend, is $2.599. Hmmmm …

That’s All For Today, Folks
Thanks for making me your time-waster of choice! See you back here tomorrow!