Hello!!! True Believer! You're back!
This first video is me, excitedly peering up the rocky gown of La Teta de la Monja ("the Nun's Breast"). I peeked so hard I could hardly pull on my jogging skort! Yes, True Believer, I went back to the mountains this weekend to "train" myself raw! I guess the hairy palms will forgo the need to bring gloves with me! Hahaha, I'll never break the "habit!" HAHAHA! NUN JOKES! FUCK THE (AFTER)WORLD!
In this picture from 3 weeks ago, you can see La Teta on the far right side of the ridge. On a real note, this day was intended for exploring that ridge line as part my plan for the summer. I want to connect Parque Inglés, Altos de Lircay and Tricahue (the 3 national parks in my region) with one mega long run. So, I'm trying to piece together the info on the different legs of the journey. Little did I know that this particular "leg" would lead me to a warm, soft, slightly fuzzy...um... "day" of "training" that was wholly enjoyable!
Or should I say "holy enjoyable?!?!?!" AHAHHAHA!! THERE I GO AGAIN WITH THE NUN JOKES! SOMEBODY STOP ME!!!
I seriously have no idea what I'm doing with " " anymore. None. I've lost my mind.
Or should I say "holy enjoyable?!?!?!" AHAHHAHA!! THERE I GO AGAIN WITH THE NUN JOKES! SOMEBODY STOP ME!!!
I seriously have no idea what I'm doing with " " anymore. None. I've lost my mind.
Yeah, but it was a great two days of mountain running.
Before I go, I just want to wish all of you the very best in life. You deserve it, True Believer. You do.
Woof. I've really had quite a few cocktails this evening. "How many?" you might be asking.
It's NUNYA BUSINESS! AHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!! I CAN'T BE STOPPED!!!
Insanely yours,
Pat.
4 comments:
I had to read this with one eye closed. way too much bourbon tonight. Still not sure what the fuck this is about but it's from you... so I love it.
That made two of us, m'man. The plan to have even less coherent thought on the blog than there is now. One day, it might even become a jumble of almost totally unrelated words and photos that, if viewed late at night (and deeply under the influence) a reader might get the basic "feeling" of what it is to occasionally enjoy a jog.
that's the dream, anyway.
great stuff on yours these days. indebted!
the congruence between this post and our facebook chats = i either know everything about what's going on in your life or nothing at all
i feel the same way about it! a mystery even unto himself. that's me.
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