I made it through another Hash Monday alive, so I ain’t complaining. As usual, I did it my way. Started with a walk from my house to the start, then I picked up the Hare’s (Kermit the Frog) short trail from there. It began with a climb that was a lot harder than I remembered, or perhaps it was harder because I’m not as strong as I once was. Either way, I pushed myself and slowly made it to the top. I’ll call that a victory for the elderly!
I arrived at the trailhead five minutes before the scheduled 2 pm departure. Many of my fellow Hashers had elected to start early and had already hit the trail. No big deal, I was going my own way anyhow.This is the option I took. I’m not sure I’d call it fun, but it was challenging enough for me.Let the climbing begin! Demented Dickhead and Cums Alone joined me for the adventure.Upsy-daisy…I guess that’s not a daisy, but I liked it enough to pause for a photo.We hit a wall, but made it through.Things finally started to level out.Well, there were still some elevation gains to be conquered, but nothing like that first hill.A climb does have its rewards.A beautiful day in the barrio we call Barretto.Then we made our way back down to the real world.My trail came in at 4K.The Hash Gash hanging out at the Hotel Bella Monte On-Home venue.There were some old guys there, too.Speaking of old guys, these are the three living legends of the Subic Bay Hash House Harriers. Pubic Head, Queen Ass Wipe, and Road Whore, each with more than 1000 runs.It’s nice on ice!
And as usual, there was some after-Hash revelry at It Doesn’t Matter:
Enjoy the life you have.Through the years. Every 100 runs, the Hash issues a celebratory hat. These are the ones I’ve been around for since joining the Hash in 2018. Yesterday’s run was number #1698, but the hats commemorating the upcoming 1700th Hash were on sale, so I picked mine up early.
And so ended another day in the Hash.
It is now May 2018 in the LTG archives, and as I’m making final preparations for the big move to the PI, I look back on the other moves I’ve made in life. Moving from Arizona to Arkansas was *almost* as culturally challenging as the move from Virginia to Korea twenty years later. Living in Korea was life-changing. And the rest, as they say, is history.
Today’s YouTube video is one I could relate to: Fat Man Walking. I’m taking some drastic steps to change the equation. We’ll see soon how that works out for me.
And now for some more of what my twisted mind finds funny:
As long as you don’t split infinitively.Well, if you are out of beer, at least you didn’t get bombed.Abbot and Costello did this first (and better).
And there you have it, assuming “you” or anyone else is out there. I’ll likely keep plugging away regardless. I’m on a mission!
7 thoughts on “Giving it what I got”
John mate switch from beer to vodka mate and watch the flab fly off mate ima tellings ya mate it’s like a new age cure mate without the spirituality mate cheers mate cheers
What was your infraction that resulted in you ending up on the ice? LOL
I guess that’s not a daisy, but I liked it enough to pause for a photo.
It could be an Ixora lutea, called a Santan in the PI.
We hit a wall, but made it through.
Spot the error!
Well, there were still some elevation gains to be conquered, but nothing like that first hill.
I’d be gasping and stopping frequently up all of the hills.
Today’s YouTube video is one I could relate to: Fat Man Walking.
Good to know he’s still around. I followed his trans-America adventure years ago. Never kept up with him, though.
Kevin, yes, I was playing off the “upsy-daisy” reference in the previous caption. I knew that flower wasn’t a daisy, and now I know that it is a santan. Thanks!
We hit a wall, but made it through.
The error is that I didn’t need that comma as written. I intended to write, “but we made it through,” which needed the comma. It’s pretty hilarious that I’ve gone from not using commas enough to using them too often.
I’m definitely feeling a decline in my ability to do inclines. Hopefully, if I lose some of this excess weight, I’ll do better on the hills.
I didn’t know that backpacker was famous when I watched the video. Glad he is still going at it!
Brian, my “infraction” was saying I liked the Hare’s trail. At the beginning of the circle, the Hare has to sit on the ice, and anyone who claims to have thought it was a good trail has to join him there. So, I guess you could say I put myself on the ice.
Aaron, nope, I don’t handle the hard stuff well. With beer, I can, for the most part, moderate my inebriation level and stop before I get drunk-drunk. With vodka, gin, or whiskey, it sneaks up on me, and I’m wasted before I know it.
I think I can lose the belly while keeping beer a part of life. I do need to say goodbye to ice cream and sweets, though.
The error is that I didn’t need that comma as written. I intended to write, “but we made it through,” which needed the comma. It’s pretty hilarious that I’ve gone from not using commas enough to using them too often.
Yes. As written, you’ve got a compound predicate—one subject doing two actions. The two actions should not be separated by a comma.
WRONG: My dog lay down, and died. (lay = preterite of “lie”)
RIGHT: My dog lay down and died.
WRONG: We hit a wall, but made it through.
RIGHT(1): We hit a wall but made it through. (1 compound predicate)
RIGHT(2): We hit a wall, but we made it through. (2 clauses)
John mate switch from beer to vodka mate and watch the flab fly off mate ima tellings ya mate it’s like a new age cure mate without the spirituality mate cheers mate cheers
What was your infraction that resulted in you ending up on the ice? LOL
I guess that’s not a daisy, but I liked it enough to pause for a photo.
I can’t tell if you’re joking, so here’re some daisies.
It could be an Ixora lutea, called a Santan in the PI.
We hit a wall, but made it through.
Spot the error!
Well, there were still some elevation gains to be conquered, but nothing like that first hill.
I’d be gasping and stopping frequently up all of the hills.
Today’s YouTube video is one I could relate to: Fat Man Walking.
Good to know he’s still around. I followed his trans-America adventure years ago. Never kept up with him, though.
Kevin, yes, I was playing off the “upsy-daisy” reference in the previous caption. I knew that flower wasn’t a daisy, and now I know that it is a santan. Thanks!
We hit a wall, but made it through.
The error is that I didn’t need that comma as written. I intended to write, “but we made it through,” which needed the comma. It’s pretty hilarious that I’ve gone from not using commas enough to using them too often.
I’m definitely feeling a decline in my ability to do inclines. Hopefully, if I lose some of this excess weight, I’ll do better on the hills.
I didn’t know that backpacker was famous when I watched the video. Glad he is still going at it!
Brian, my “infraction” was saying I liked the Hare’s trail. At the beginning of the circle, the Hare has to sit on the ice, and anyone who claims to have thought it was a good trail has to join him there. So, I guess you could say I put myself on the ice.
Aaron, nope, I don’t handle the hard stuff well. With beer, I can, for the most part, moderate my inebriation level and stop before I get drunk-drunk. With vodka, gin, or whiskey, it sneaks up on me, and I’m wasted before I know it.
I think I can lose the belly while keeping beer a part of life. I do need to say goodbye to ice cream and sweets, though.
The error is that I didn’t need that comma as written. I intended to write, “but we made it through,” which needed the comma. It’s pretty hilarious that I’ve gone from not using commas enough to using them too often.
Yes. As written, you’ve got a compound predicate—one subject doing two actions. The two actions should not be separated by a comma.
WRONG: My dog lay down, and died. (lay = preterite of “lie”)
RIGHT: My dog lay down and died.
WRONG: We hit a wall, but made it through.
RIGHT(1): We hit a wall but made it through. (1 compound predicate)
RIGHT(2): We hit a wall, but we made it through. (2 clauses)