crazy talk

Have I mentioned recently how much nicer it is to train with a group than by yourself?

We have all noticed that on longer runs, we have a tendency to start saying fairly odd things. My teammates' theory on this is that we get fatigued, and consequently, we stop using what energy we have left to make sense and start using solely to propel ourselves to the next mile.

My theory is that we're all weird anyway, and spending three hours together just brings out the crazy. =)

My favorite lines from the last 15-miler with teammates Erin, Jess, and Laura (some mentioned here deliberately without context) include:

1) Erin's telling us she had a metaphorical peg leg.

2) Jess's confession for craving orange Gatorade and pizza.

3) Laura's discussion of a low-carb bagel--created by emptying out part of the bagel and replacing it with cream cheese. (I should add, for fear of making Laura sound insane, that she was not in favor of this.)

4) Erin's proclamation that we couldn't find another teammate we had been searching for because he (or possibly we) had unknowingly entered a wormhole.

5) Jess's question, as we started on a path known for having a lot of dogs on it, "Are there only Golden Retrievers on this trail?"

6) Laura's loud announcement as a dog ran by us on said trail, "We don't have any chicken!"

7) Erin's enumerated punishments for the man who told us to "Lose that fat!" as we ran by him on a bridge--each suggestion more graphically violent than the last.

I, of course, say nothing crazy. Now how do you disable comments...