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Friday, July 13, 2007

Freebird Smakk
I'm sending this smakk alert out as a warning to those burrito lovers that eat at the Freebirds in Addison on Beltline. While driving back toward my office today with my car fully loaded with staff, one of my employee looks over and sees "Becca" (per her name button on her Freebirds visor) in the car beside us. "Oh my god!" from my employee was enough to get the whole car full to look over and see what was going on in the lane beside us. Basically, Freebird Becca starts digging in her nose for a little nostril nugget. After getting one dug out on her little finger, she did the one thing I have heard about but never personally witnessed. Yes, she ate it. I'm still quesy about it.

Maybe she needs a little lesson from my Bunny who recommended to me on the day I accidentily wiped a little hanger on my hand and didn't have a kleenex handy, "Just wipe it on your sock." WTF? At least I wasn't wearing the Crocs that day...

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Running Smakk
Why have I decided to take up running in my 30's? (Yes, I'm still in my 30's before any you fucks say anything.) I ran 5.2 miles this morning and it was just brutal. The good thing is that my natural running lends to some of the hardcore techniques of more advanced runners. For example, I've seen these runners that use leg or waist weights to add more resistance for their run. For me, I have sweated enough within the first mile that my t-shirt weighs an extra 10lbs. Then I've seen the runners that throw boxing punches while running for upper body conditioning. I'm so busy swatting and smashing all the mosquitoes attacking me that I look like I'm in an Ultimate Fighting Challenge with the invisible man. Then I hear there are breathing exercises that these guys do. I'm huffing and puffing so bad that today I saw a firetruck responding to a moped that wrecked, and the damn firemen slowed down when passing me on the way to the crash to make sure I wasn't one of the accident victims. Then when I get home, I'm holding my breath while laying face down in the pool for 15 minutes just to try and get the sweating to stop. Running...fun times, fun times.

Monday, July 09, 2007

Sparta Smakk

'nuff said