19th September
Time: 1hr 52min
Distance: 20.1km
av. HR: 152
kcal: 1824
Where: Home-Coast-Hillary's
Insights: A man of action hears the cries of his legs as an avalanche hears villagers.
Distance: 20.1km
av. HR: 152
kcal: 1824
Where: Home-Coast-Hillary's
Insights: A man of action hears the cries of his legs as an avalanche hears villagers.
posted by Anthony at Sunday, September 19, 2004
6 Comments:
luckily, legs of action do not belong to guy maddin. shhhhhh
A man of action is grateful he can run and run and run from "a Freudian wasp's nest of incestuous desire and sibling rivalry".
yes, man of action, be glad that you can run, run, run, unlike the beer baroness lady port-huntly, who, through an unfortunate mishap, sports two glass prothetic legs filled with frothy beer. if you're sad, and like beer, she's your lady.
A man of action has forsworn cold frosty beer with its sharps bite of hops and smooth tongue embrace of malt and will have nothing to do with the way golden rays of light flicker on his hand as he holds the glass for the campaign. As for Canadians, they are feisty underdogs, not easily impressed lickspittle. They are Kiwis who play no rugby.
Whilst quizzing a Canadian, prepared to speak on behalf of all Canadians, Canucks and what have you, as to the reason why Canada performed so poorly at Athens, he
quickly answered that they were shite cause they are all stoned....There you have it. Kiwis that pass the bowl, not the ball.
A man of action has little time for that which will make hands fascinating, cricket amusing, and bad food good.
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