Travel Light Smakk
So I had a one night trip to Austin this week for work so knew I planned on traveling pretty light. Left out on Weds morning already in my biz casual work clothes. Figured I could pull a repeat day on the slacks so really just needed to pack a dress shirt, a pair of boxers and socks, and of course, my product. Then I thought I might hit Doc's after work, so lets throw in some jeans, my "Keep Dallas Pretentious" t-shirt and Croc flip flops. Ok, still not bad. Then the Bunny reminds me I need to run. So now add in some shorts, another t-shirt, more socks, running shoes, cap and nano. So now overnight bag can barely be zipped, but still only one bag.
I make through the work day and decide for once, I'm going to bypass Doc's and 13 beers with Drunk Steve, and just hit my room at the Austin Motel and veg for the night. But there is dinner. So a quick run to Taco Cabana for a couple tacos to go and off to the hotel. Hmmmm...but maybe I need a drink for the night. Maybe a small flask of Captain. So I stop at the liquor store (that one on Congress beside Pinky's Pagers) for El Cap-I-Tan. Wow. A flask is kind of a waste of money so might as well get the handle since it's not like it's going to go to waste. And I need one of those 2 liters of Diet Coke as well.
Ok, so now to the room. But wait. The ice machine is way down by the street at the Austin Motel so I should probably get a bag of ice since my room is on the 2nd floor and I don't want to keep walking all the way down to the street.
So now I finally get to the hotel and time to grab my light luggage and head up to the room. So sling the stuffed overnight bag on one shoulder, add my leather briefcase on the other, grab the bag with the handle of Captain and 2 liter of Diet Coke in the right hand, grab the 10 lb bag of ice in the left, balance the Taco Cabana dinner bag in between - and head up the stairs.
I did make it in the room incident free despite the cussing spree from my mouth trying to unlock the door while doing my balancing act. At least the Captain went down quite smooth....

16 Mile Smakk
On Saturday morning, I made the great error of agreeing to follow The Bunny on my bike while she did her 16 mile run so I could carry her water bottles. Here basically how it went:
Mile 1 - sweat already starting to form on brow
Mile 3 - cold sweat pouring off my back
Mile 3.2 - realize water bottle in backpack is open and cold sweat is actually water pouring down my back
Mile 5 - Bunny stumbles after getting whiff of previous night's Captain coming off my body
Mile 6 - realize have odometer on bike handle; time comes to complete stop
Mile 7 - my legs are starting to go numb while Bunny says, "Ok. I'm warmed up now."
Mile 10 - Bunny takes sharp right and I eat concrete to avoid putting tire tread marks down her back. Knee now bloody.
Mile 10.5 - knee throbbing as blood trickles down leg
Mile 12 - lost the ability to speak; can only hear my own panting in head as Bunny keeps talking and talking
Mile 14 - start trailing 50 yards behind Bunny; prayers for downhill slope go unanswered.
Mile 15.7 - can see house; hold back urge for uncontrollable weeping
Mile 15.9 - Bunny says, "I going to circle around the block one more time"; Bunny doesn't see my response by hand gesture
Mile 16 - Couch!! Oh glorious, glorious couch...