I might even make this short

Rant #1: First I assumed that it would be rude of me to boulder at a cemetary. Upon this act of respect and overall creepiness, I paid 14 bucks to climb at one of Charlotte's two indoor spots(since there is really only one "indoor" spot, you can do the math). So, when you haven't climbed in a while, it's a bit pathetic. Your arms do the standard jelly, non-working manuever. You aim to look cool, but instead look like someone removed most of the major working muscles in your arm. That's ok ya know because there were a ton of kids around. But, since I chose to return to the bouldering area instead of top rope climb like the rest of the place, I put myself in the room with the elite folks. Ya know, the ones that stare at the wall for 30 mins moving their hands in the air in front of them like they are miming cats pawing at a scatching post. So while I was struggling at best trying not to look like a total waste of $14 in front of my wife, some chica comes out of no where with her "typical" climbing tank top and spandex pants that doubled as Class A Yoga, down by the water, half moon, Rodney Yee style knickers --- she says excuse me. This was not in the, can I get by, kind of excuse me...it was more of the "you are blocking the wall that I want to show off on" excuse me. So I moved to the side even after realizing that she intended to show me up, only to realize that she was slapping me on the other cheek that was already turned when she dragged MY drop mat into my feet, thus excusing me, and climbed up and down the wall.

Rant #2: Well, I won the war of leg pain on Saturday. As most of you know, mile 17 has always been a hard mile marker for me when it comes to running. But, as I raced past 17 without serious distress(let's be honest folks, anything after 1 mile hurts bad), I noticed that I have a new arch enemy, mile 20. So, this goes to you mile 20, it's 4 more weeks until the marathon, and something tells me that you better just go ahead and pass the torch of pain, regret, and agony off to one of my other friends, mile 26.2.

Rant #3: I officially endorse O'Reilly Auto Parts over Autozone. I find the prices to be about the same plus, I don't have to step one foot on HWY 115 to get there. Plus, I always support the Irish. You all know I appreciate things like Irish Resturants for their fantastic food. And who doesn't like a good bowl of lucky charms. We don't have one millimeter of Irish in this family, however; I will keep supporting Notre Dame when my wife is not looking, and the people who sit with their gold pots at the end of the rainbows.