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Here is the quick report:

Grandma is a fiesty old gal!  Hot, humid, and a 20mph head wind.  Every mile hurt.

Tim: 2:44!

Drea: 2:53

Covered in salts and feeling thirsty, we are both really proud of our races today.

Someone reached my blog by searching for, “PICTURE OF A FRUSTRATED WOMAN WITH PIGTAILS.”

Arrrgh.  Really?  Really?  I mean, I am shocked that I have not come across as this easy going gal who happens to wear pig tails and just you know, goes with the flow.  It is mind blowing.

Damn.

Women’s Ironman Wet Suit for sale.

Hmmmm.  I could rent one.  I could buy one.  I could buy a new one.  I could buy a used one.  Even though I am selling my wet suit I have to ponder this…….is…….it…….worth……..it?

What?

A used wet suit.

Why?

People pee in their wet suits.  Don’t tell me you don’t pee in yours.  Don’t tell me that people who rent them don’t jump in the ocean and as soon as they hit that icy cold water let all the warmth of their own inner plumbing steam them up for a few seconds before it is all flushed out in chilly ocean once again.

Ah, pee is sterile.  Who cares?

True.  If people put up their used Vicki Sec’s on craiglist at a discount would you buy them?  Oh, wait….do not answer that!

At any rate, wet suit for sale.  Hey at least you know whose piss it is!  And no one ever borrowed it either.  What a steal!

Just Like New, only Used!

Here is my best Martha.

“When you move into a rental unscrew the former tennants toilet seats.  Throw them out.  Buy new toilet seats and screw them to the crapper.  Never recycle a potty lid.  Bleach is not good enough.”

I wonder if they let her do that in jail?  You get some good quad muscles squatting to pee.  Sing it, “Knockin’ me out with those American thighs….”

The early morning street lamp floods the dark parking lot in moonless shadows.  Brian walks from his car.  Maybe it is a Honda, maybe a Hyundai, she does not know.  She does not check.  He is wearing sneakers with socks.

And then he says, “How’s it going,” GOSH!!!!!!

I’ll wear a wire next time.  Sheesh!