Meat

Another big week in the books. It's been pretty random Oklahoma winter weather which is nothing if not normal but today did mark the return of some humidity and windy weather, the kind of stuff that makes me do lots of self medicating with coffee in the morning and beer in the evening, otherwise I get all sorts of pressure headaches and loopy sensations. I had the pleasure last weekend of hanging in Dallas and doing some consumption of fine things. That means meat and bloody marys, maybe the odd mid grocery store pint. Anyone who has taken on a churascurria knows that as soon as you set foot in the door and make eye contact with one of those gauchos, its as if a challenge has been uttered and you must eat what for me is like a six months alotment of red meat. I made good on my promise and out ate everyone in the restaurant, with only minor issues the rest of the night. The next morning, Jenny and I dispatched of some fine Texas vodka and a chicken fry and migas. All in a days work, but why did I feel so heavy for half the week again?

So this weeks recount is a run in the fine red dirt hills of north Edmond with some dudes. I felt pretty good and was able to get after it later in the run and still eat some donuts promptly upon finishing and then come back with a good evening run for a 31 mile day. This run takes us pretty close to Guthrie, OKlahoma, which was the territorial capitol. Its somewhat of a surreal setting in the town, which Jenny and I drove through after breakfast. Its the true definition of a boomtown gone bust, complete with a huge former state capitol building which is now a Masonic Temple, why the masons need a building the size of the pentagon is beyond me, but we don't ask those questions of them now do we?