Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Seriously, thanks so much for the advice.

Posted on the door in our hotel room this past weekend in Wyoming:




Friday, July 11, 2008

Danger at Bootcamp

So, I'm still doing bootcamp. I haven't talked about it in a while on the blog, so I thought I'd tell a tale.

A couple of weeks ago, Instructor Richins came to our gym to instruct. He normally works at Draper, so it was a fun treat. It was leg day and he had us all on the treadmills after we warmed up and we were running. Now, normally when I'm on the treadmill at bootcamp, I keep it on a 6.0 speed. Which is pretty standard there, normally most people who run keep it between a 5.5 and a 6.0. So I've got mine going, I'm running, so is Kristin next to me. Richins announces that we're going to do an incline workout on the treadmills before we move on to weights. Everyone screams "YAY!!!". Not really, it was more like, "ohhhh. great." So he tells us all to bring our speed down to 5.5, so we do. And then he just kind of starts this cycle of put your incline to X, speed to X, stay for one minute. Okay, incline to X, speed to X, stay for one minute. And on and on.

So I guess I kind of just get entranced by this whole process and at some point I hear the word "nine" so I just start pushing the button to take my speed up to 9.0 without really thinking. And as the machine is going faster and faster and FASTER, I'm starting to kind of freak out and think, hey, I've never gone this fast. This is REALLY FAST. And I start looking around. And I look at Kristin, and she gives me this look of terror. And the treadmill is SO LOUD now. And I look at Richins and he gives me a look of terror. Without a doubt, my face is surely painted with a look of terror. Then we all start laughing as I frantically reduce my speed and everyone says "nine incline, Morris, not speed. Incline." And then pretty much everyone, including myself, were all laughing so hard we had to jump of the treadmills for a minute to compose ourselves.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Mascot Costume Analysis

So, last night we went to the Bees game. We being my mom and dad, Grandma, Aunt Linda, Lori, Fran, Spencer, Kristin and myself. We were in a radio suite, which of course means good times for all. Another thing that means good times for all is when you can watch a baseball game from an air conditioned suite with endless snacks and beverages. Of course, this is where Kristin and I stayed the entire time; along with Spencer, Grandma and Aunt Linda. Many a bizarre conversation took place. But I'll just give you a kind of synopsis of the best one here:

Spencer: We need to get that Bees mascot in here to bother Joel and sting him with his stinger.

Linda: You know who you need to tell to get a new costume? That Jazz Bear.

Spencer: The Jazz Bear? Why?

Linda: Ugh! I just can't stand looking at him. He looks like he's got a little turd hanging off his butt.

Spencer: Um... Did you just reference the Jazz Bear's dingleberry?

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Everybody loves a good, uncomfortable situation, don't they?

First of all. Whew. It's been a busy couple of weeks and I know that my many millions of loyal readers have been just dying from missing me so much. I know. So, I'm hoping in the next while to pump up the jams again with stories of the past little bit and with any luck, some more awesome stuff will happen to me and I'll tell you all about it.

So last night, I go to REI with Jenna, Steve, Kristin, Court and Steve's family. We had all met up for dinner because every one's in town for the holiday. So we decided to all go do a little shopping at REI. I mean, we're Utahns. This is what we do.

So, Kristin, Court and I are perusing the selection of BPA-free water bottles while everyone else is looking at clothes and such. And if you didn't know this, well, I guess you could say I'm kind of like a raccoon. I see something shiny and I go for it. So I spotted these stainless steel water bottles and I really wanted to get my hands on one. I made a move toward them, and in doing so, grazed my boob along Court's arm. If you know me, you know that I would never ever let such a thing go unacknowledged. So I say - Ha ha Court, I just grazed my boob along your arm. And he says - Yeah, I was just going to ignore it. And before I can say anything else, this guy, who is old enough to be my dad, says from across the store - Hey, you can try that over here. And all of us say - Ohhhh.. hahaaaa... haa.. And then we ran.