C'est Vendredi (It's Friday!)

Homies,

Today I had good intentions of buzzing out of work a little early to get out and enjoy this near perfect day in Paris a little earlier than perhaps the boss-man would like, but even the best laid plans can go awry. Just as I was about to leave I got roped into helping prepare 'Meeting Minutes' for a meeting that took place last week. So, an hour and a half later, and much of the best part of the afternoon behind me, I headed home. Now, I know I will never reach "accountant status" in terms of hours work, but seriously, 'meeting minutes" at 6pm on a Friday?!!

By the time I got home I was totally pooped, but I figured a nice run would pick my energy levels up and, indeed, it has. I ran my usual mixture of trails in the Bois de Boulogne for 7 miles. My Garmin was all over the place today...here are the splits as Garmin saw it:
6:21/7:08/6:54/7:03/7:08/7:05/7:18 min/mile

Now, I know this is not true because I have a fairly reliable 3mile marker that Garmin was waaaaay ahead of (almost exactly 1 minute). If I redistribute that minute throughout the first 3 miles, and assume that I ran the same pace for all 3 miles, then my real pace was something like 7:06 min/mile. Based on my exercution level and the rest of the splits afterwards I think this correction is a more accurate depiction of my run.

Technical geek stuff aside, something funny happened today while running. Running from our apartment, I run down Boulevard Pierre, which is a one way street. I was running along on the sidewalk when I noticed a car driving along beside me going the exact same speed as me. After a few seconds I was, naturally, curious and I decided to look over at the driver. There he was, sitting in the drivers seat with both hands off the wheel, and was pumping his arms up and down on either side of his body in the identical way a runner pumps their arms while running. He looked over, saw me looking, and then he took off on up ahead. This all happened so quickly that I really did not know how to respond (or even have a chance too). But like all great responses, I thought of it 30 seconds later when I thought that I should have taken my arms, held them out infront of me, put my hands in the 10 o'clock and 2 o'clock positions and pretended I was driving! Oh well, next time I am definitely prepared with a witty comeback for if/when that happens again!

After the run I came home and stretched out while watching Bloodsport with VanDamme dubbed en francais! Yep, this is what my Friday night in Paris is all about! But here is a question, everybody always picks on Jean Claude VanDamme for his lack of acting skills, but how come nobody has given him grief for wearing his pants so high? If you ever watch this movie again, because you are being interrogated by terroists who are subjecting you to torture, check out how high he wears his khakis. Obviously I could spend much more time analysing all that is wrong with anything written in this last paragraph, but I will move on!

Oh yeah, Michelle I was jamming to Rythym is a Dancer on the Ipod...remember when that was the only song that you would listen to?

Tomorrow I have some sweet pilates in the morning, some french home-work, running in the afternoon, and an Argentinian dinner party that Jennie has hooked us up with. So, tomorrow should be really good with plenty of opportunities for disaster throughout!

And Scott, if you made it all this way, I only saw 1 tranny tonight. I figured that being a Friday night that they would be offering extra specials and incentives so I tried to stay clear from the hot-spots in fear that I might accidentaly cut a path between buyer and seller...
Tranny Total = 10.

Have a great weekend!