Weights
Early this morning, whilst Rian was 'cooking' with a few wild creatures, Rian's Other Professor turned about and said;
"Rian! I want you to do the three day with me in November!"
"Three day?" replied Rian, struggling with crushed ginger and a spatula.
"The three day Race for the Cure. It's in San Diego this year."
"Oh, dear," said Rian, quirking brows and dropping spatula.
"We won't run. We'll walk. It's only about 20 miles each day."
"Only," repeated Rian. And then, "I suppose we could stay at Rian's father's home..."
"Oh, no!" Cried the Other Professor cheerfully, "They put you up, and all that. In campgrounds. Tents."
"Tents."
"Do it with me, please? "
"Oh, Christ," sighed Rian, unable to look away from limpid brown eyes. "Are there toilets?"
"Honey Buckets, sure."
Honey Buckets. Honey Buckets. Ye gods of small fishes, Rian has been offered Hell.
"Rian! I want you to do the three day with me in November!"
"Three day?" replied Rian, struggling with crushed ginger and a spatula.
"The three day Race for the Cure. It's in San Diego this year."
"Oh, dear," said Rian, quirking brows and dropping spatula.
"We won't run. We'll walk. It's only about 20 miles each day."
"Only," repeated Rian. And then, "I suppose we could stay at Rian's father's home..."
"Oh, no!" Cried the Other Professor cheerfully, "They put you up, and all that. In campgrounds. Tents."
"Tents."
"Do it with me, please? "
"Oh, Christ," sighed Rian, unable to look away from limpid brown eyes. "Are there toilets?"
"Honey Buckets, sure."
Honey Buckets. Honey Buckets. Ye gods of small fishes, Rian has been offered Hell.
posted by La Tulipe | 1:46 PM
6 Comments:
*giggles*
That is hi-larious. We should have a video-diary.
What are honey buckets? Portaloos?
It could be fun. Camping with other people usually ends up being a laugh.
There is a 24-hour walk that I can't remember the official name of (it's also for breast cancer) that is sponsored at a community college near me. Participants put together teams so that someone from each team is walking during the whole 24 hours (altough there are a few hearty souls who try to do the whole day themselves). It is set up the same way-- tents, honey pots, etc.
I spent 2 hours at it once (only one walking), and I was surprised at how intense the atmosphere was. Intense in a positive way. Everyone formed this instant mini-community. I know people who actually did the camp-out (with their kids, even) and they were glowing afterward.
That was my long way of saying I think you will love it. Be exhausted and hoping you don't need a bathroom too often, but loving it.
Just don't pitch a tent near the speakers.
Rian has decided to start training by daily walking to a new construction site and attempting each portaloo.
Honey pots sound rather romantic. Meet me by the honey pot...
Hah. Sounds like hard work. Although, a friend of mine once walked across the desert for about a month and a half. Said it was the best thing she's ever done. It was from the middle of Australia across to Queensland...
You can do it. *grin* Take a journal for us, eh?
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