Yeah so he may have been right, may have been drunk, but that was still classless. Not that bad, but classless. Needs self control. Enough Said.
Yeah so he may have been right, may have been drunk, but that was still classless. Not that bad, but classless. Needs self control. Enough Said.
Running Update: Yeah so I’m not going to be racing much during cross season, maybe a few tune up races. They’ve got the 5000 indoors so I’ll start then. Ill just be training on my own, staying healthy, building up a base.
So I was out with my new training partner, my man Matt, on our long run so I decided to take him out to the Belmont 5 mile course made by my high school coaches father, Saint Clair. So as we were finishing up the downhill after Parachute (Or Suicide Hill for those real runners out there) and heading into the back part when I see this old man running. He asks if I'm running the 5 mile course and I say yes and he says he is too, so we start talking and I find out his name, Gary Fanelli. He is soon to be 59, still runs, and said he was once and Olympic marathoner which was what really caught my attention. Been running on that course for 40 years, and him and the coach at Philly U are trying to get the back part cleared up so we can run easier. After doing the course with him (kind of slow pace, figured I’d give matt some time to recover) and as we come back to the flat ground I see that its time for Matt and I to pick it up because we have to get back. I tell him goodbye and we have to go, so I'm going to pick it up and be out. I start striding out, and low and behold, but who decides to follow but Gary, and though he has a shorter jerkier stride he is able to keep up. Sadly though, Matt was still burnt, so we had to slow down, but man were we rolling. He also said he knew my distance coach at UPenn.
So of course the first thing I do when I get back to my dorm is look this guy up. And boy was I surprised with what I found:
He’s the guy in the middle.
Apparently not only was he really in the Olympics, but he ran a sick 2:14 and ran marathons in crazy costumes. That would explain why he was still able to pick it up though. That's crazy.
Reuben
I got 20 hours of sleep total over the last five days. So What. Other than a few naps in meetings (sorry coach) and my legs failing on a morning run (had to walk). Parties were pretty nice. Wasn't really the parties themselves that were nice, it was the opportunity to meet other people that was the real fun (even if they were wasted). Never before had I gone out five nights in a row, and I do not plan to duplicate this feat again for quite some time, lest I neglect my primary duty, which is to get an education. I would upload photos, but then again I dont want any incriminating evidence online. My only problem with NSO was the people who took it too far. Those people who ended up being carried out in ambulances while looking brain dead was really unnecessary. There is no reason to ever be that drunk, and Ive got so say especially for all you ladies ou there, it is really unattractive.
Drinking only serves two purposes:
1. To silence the inhibitions of socially anxious people
2. As a way of bonding with your peers
I would only do it for the sake of the latter, but now that I am on the UPenn Cross Country Squad, I'm going to stay dry so I can continue to perform at a high level. Not to knock intoxication, I have a lot of friends who live below the influence, and there good people, so keep it real. Got a few visits from my man John Kile (Check out his blog). Shoutout to my man BStevenson, always down for the ride (a slow ride that it may be). The Sudanese kid showed up too.
This has been a pretty nice week though. I'm just icing my legs, getting ready to call it a night. Bout to get it Classy in here.
Econ 001 9 AM
Reuben
More to come, this is just the beginning. Classes haven't started but the Education has already begun. Keep it real.
Reuben
Talking to other people is one of the oldest known forms of communication and also one of the most effective ways of communicating with others. It’s actually pretty funny because to type very blog post I am speaking to my computer. But that is besides the point, I just found it interesting.
Recently with the rise of texting to prominence, people have been speaking to each other less and instead using text as the dominant form of communication. What gets lost in translation there, is some of the feelings and emotions that go along with actual speech, and more importantly the bonding that occurs when you talk with somebody.
Now you may be thinking to yourself, “but I don’t want to talk that person you imbecile, that's why I text them.” Though this situation if unfortunate, I will admit this has happened to me quite a few times, though I have made it a point to press the call button on my phone much more often then the “send message” button. I didn't say anything about how long the conversation should last.
This of course, brings me to my main point, about conversations, or the lack there of. When it comes to conversations, the there are four types of people:
1. The person that doesn't want to talk to you, and you don't want to talk to them. Other than essential communication, you wont say anything to them and they wont speak to you.
2. You wish you could speak to this person because you feel as though it would be really cool and that you would get a lot out of it. They might feel this way too, but regardless, for some reason or another your conversations really don’t work out, and you have to space out when you talk to this person.
3. You click with this person. Even if your conversations aren't always deep and meaningful, you always have something to say to this person. You talk to this person a lot, through various forms of communication, even if the conversation isn't really necessary, you’d still rather have it. Even if you just talked to this person and it defies conventional wisdom that you contact them again so soon, you do it anyways because you feel like it, and even if they don't want to hear from you, which they sometimes might, they still will talk to you. This is the category that your close friends usually fall under, but not always ( I have a couple of friends like this, who are stuck between 2 and 3, and its kind of awkward).
4. Your mother. She will always talk to you. She can’t help it. She gave birth to you, and as much as it pains her, she’ll listen to everything you have to say and more. Even if, god forbid, she doesn't love you, she’ll still listen to what you have to say. It in her job description, she can’t help but care.
Who knows where you are on this scale?
Only one way to find out
Reuben
Yes so I recently received my new computer in the mail, UPS finally got its act together. While downloading the Windows Live equivalent of Outlook, I found this interesting program that lets you edit your blog or other online websites easily and much more conveniently. With the help of my brother Ian, I was able to run a test.
Now that I know its this easy, I’ll probably update my blog much more frequently.
