Thanksgiving and Weight and stuff

After completing my blogroll (you guys rock, by the way) and reading Vic’s post about losing 17 lbs, it reminded me of the conversation I had with my brothers over thanksgiving.  It went something like this:

[jb is my little bro, hb is my big bro, me is clearly me, Mrs. Me is the Boss.]

 

Jb:  I feel like I’ve gained 15 pounds!

Hb: 15 lbs in 4 days is a helluva feat.

Me:  I lost 10 pounds in a week once, gaining that much in a week shouldn’t be impossible.

Hb:  10 pounds in a week is one thing, but 15 in 4 days is another thing entirely.

Jb:  I think it can be done.

Me:  me too.  I wonder what 15 pounds of food looks like.

Hb:  A turkey.

Jb:  I think we should do it.

Me:  After the marathon…  and you’re on.

Hb:  you guys are stupid if you try, but I’ll give you $100 if you pull it off.

 

Mrs. Me:  [With a somewhat horrified, somewhat concerned, and somewhat serious look on her lovely face]  Don’t you dare.

Me:  That sounds like a challenge.

 

I then got promptly hit in the ribs.

The good news is that after I put on 15lbs she won’t be able to hit my ribs, they’ll be coated in a protective layer.

 

So, my post marathon challenge will be to gain 15 lbs in 4 days and retain the weight for 2 days (just so it’s not waste matter or water weight or anything like that).

 

Jon:  I saw the questionnaire and am diligently working on filling it out.

 

I’ll be getting the broadband connection tomorrow.  The next item on the high tech agenda is to learn to make fire by banging rocks together.

 

I almost forgot my running shoes this morning.  Howabout that, I actually went back into the house after the doors were locked and the alarm set to eliminate an excuse not to run.

At least 1 lap at Memorial this evening.  Hopefully it won’t take an hour to get to the park today and I’ll be in a better mood when I hit the locker room.

 

I’m definitely in for the RTW on the 10^th, and the 30k on the 11^th.  I probably won’t be going all out on the 10^th, though, so don’t expect a PR from me (he said with a sly grin).