Tag: Dehydration

My Allergies

When I was a kid I got a cold every summer. We would affectionately refer to it as a “Cody Cold,” as if this were an illness specific to me, registered trademark and all. It wasn’t a traumatic illness in any way, no ebola-bleeding-from-my-pores issues here. My nose leaked, my eyes watered, I mustered through. It typically lasted a few…

Post-Run Rundown

7:30 – Notice the sun is setting, decide a run would be a perfect way to cap the day. 7:50 – Realize I just farted around on the internet for twenty minutes. The sun is now set. Sigh. 7:55 – Decide to run anyway. Gotta get swole, ladies. 7:56 – Shorts on. 7:57 – Socks on. 7:58 – Shoes on.…

The Lost Weekend

It’s been a strange weekend. Friday’s school massacre, Saturday’s insane hangover/illness, today’s reading of Maus and watching of an excellent football game. Maybe those things don’t all seem to go together, but rest assured, that small collection of activities has set my mind a-spinnin’. I watched Friday’s events unfold at work, occasionally checking Google News to catch a glimpse of…

Tea Time

We received about a half-dozen fancy new teas at work this week. Normally our cupboards are stocked with the usual Lipton/Bigelow brand teas that have all the flavor of a sock dipped in castor oil, so this is something of a real coup for us wage slaves. Instead of slurping the stagnant coffee that makes me shit 120% of the…

Everything in Germany is Closed on Sunday

For reasons known only to marathon runners and our insidious alien overlords, races begin at some unholy, god forsaken hour that is well, well before normal human beings should be awake, much less functional. Times like 8 A.M., for god’s sake. Can you believe it? Pah! This early hour necessitated an even earlier wake-up for Phill, Sage, and I, since…