From the creative folks at Reason.tv, via Mollie Hemingway at Ricochet:
A lot of American principle is contained in the two words: "Just don't." Much of the rest is encompassed by the suggestion of minding one's own business. The whole is summed up in the word "liberty."
--Isabel Paterson
"He felt that he was in possession of some impossible good news, which made every other thing a triviality, but an adorable triviality." -- G.K. Chesterton, The Man Who Was Thursday, Chapter XV
Thursday, July 04, 2013
Tuesday, July 02, 2013
The Agony and the Ecstasy of Top Pot
I just received a mid-year notification from Map My Run that, so far, in 2013 I have logged 232 workouts on 49 different routes for a total distance of 1,002.6 miles over the course of 192.5 hours and have burned 95,662 calories. That last figure would be more impressive if I had not countered it proactively by eating all and then some of those calories back in the form of Top Pot Doughnuts.
Ah, Top Pot -- that glorious palindrome that represents all that is delicious and unholy in deep fried pastry. Better than Tim Horton's (sorry, Canada); better than Krispy Kreme. Simply, the BEST doughnuts ever. And now, for the rest of the summer, I must bid them "good-bye."
Why? Because I am in training for this marathon thingy in Sioux Falls, SD in September. And, I want to lose another 10 pounds before running it, as every pound of weight you carry becomes four pounds worth of pressure on knees and ankles when you run. I really do not want to train my heart out and then come up injured before the run (as almost happened to me before the half-marathon in Seattle last November). So, sadly, I say Auf Wiedersehen, Top Pot; implicit in which expression is the promise that I will be back come the post-September 8 world.
Ah, Top Pot -- that glorious palindrome that represents all that is delicious and unholy in deep fried pastry. Better than Tim Horton's (sorry, Canada); better than Krispy Kreme. Simply, the BEST doughnuts ever. And now, for the rest of the summer, I must bid them "good-bye."
Why? Because I am in training for this marathon thingy in Sioux Falls, SD in September. And, I want to lose another 10 pounds before running it, as every pound of weight you carry becomes four pounds worth of pressure on knees and ankles when you run. I really do not want to train my heart out and then come up injured before the run (as almost happened to me before the half-marathon in Seattle last November). So, sadly, I say Auf Wiedersehen, Top Pot; implicit in which expression is the promise that I will be back come the post-September 8 world.