Posted on September 11, 2009 in Sports | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack (0)
1. No one ever expects the pastor to strike first.
2. I am very little fun to punch. There are no real soft spots.
3. I have the stamina to go all 12 rounds.
Posted on May 28, 2009 in Sports | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
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Just finished reading ADVANCED SPORTS NUTRITION. Some really good stuff. A few things I was timing wrong as f
ar as racing goes, too much protein, not enough carbs, and always dehydrated. But the best take away? I need to start eating more or else I will gain weight. Yeah baby. Gotta keep that stomach more than half full all the time or the old gut starts to process nutrients in depression era metabolism mode. When you never know when the next meal is coming your stomach leans towards fat production.
Posted on March 10, 2009 in Family, Portage Alliance Church, Sports | Permalink | Comments (4) | TrackBack (0)
So the official bad boy of the NHL - Sean Avery - calls an ad hoc press conference a few days ago in Calgary after the morning practice. Offers a misguided and profane comment on how his ex-girlfriends are now dating other pro-hockey players.
It is only the most recent in a long list of stupid things he has done. If you want to you can find the clip on your own. No point posting it here.
Posted on December 05, 2008 in Leadership, Portage Alliance Church, Sports | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack (0)
Technorati Tags: Elisha Cuthbert, PAC, Rachel Hunter, Sean Avery
Decided to jog home from work today.
My ensemble is a beauty. Allow me to lead your tentative eyes from bottom to top.
5 year old Nike's rise into beige knee high socks which lead to the knobbiest knees imaginable. As your eye moves further upward you are treated to white shorts which I got a great deal on. I suspect the financial incentive was offered because the shorts are inexplicably loose in the thigh but vigorously tight in the glutes. A closer look at the straining white fabric of the shorts reveals the crimson outline of fire engine red underwear. While it takes a disciplined look to see this faint outline now; introduce a little sweat into the equation and passersby on my route will be treated to a sensational sight as my glutes churn and bounce their way home seemingly only contained by red speedos, white shorts have faded into oblivion.
Completing the whole deal is a bona fide jogging sweater, truly the only enviable piece of attire in the entire package. Although given the publicity the lower half generates no one notices the sweater.
Off I go.
Posted on October 14, 2008 in Sports | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
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