In case you’re like me and that weird “tropicool… icy icy” song from the Just Jeans commercial has been stuck in your head, relief is at hand. I just tracked it down. It’s actually called “Tropical Iceland” and it’s by some band called the Fiery Furnaces. Now I can sleep at night.
Month: May 2004 (page 1 of 10)
The Mystery of Britney Spears’s Breasts. (Note: Probably not safe for work.) Compelling. As most women know, some size fluctuation is to be expected (from being hormonal, gaining weight, etc). And in a couple of those shots, she could theoretically be wearing a Wonderbra. But still… That’s some big fluctuation, especially since she’s clearly flat-chested in a couple of the photos.
Sports Med 101
It’s three weeks to the race… and I’ve hurt myself. I had a good run Saturday on the treadmill, doing 6km at my target pace. I felt great that night. (Of course, I did have a wee bit to drink.) At no time – either during the run or later when we went out – did I twist or roll my ankle. Yet somehow when I woke up Sunday, my left ankle was a bit stiff and sore. It’s gotten progressively worse from walking on it. Today I wince every time I take a step. What’s going on? I was hoping it was just some stiffness I’d be able to work through, but now I’m guessing it’s probably an injury that needs rest. How long should I stay off it? Are there any exercises I can do to keep up my training in these last few weeks?
Update: It seems to be getting better. It never swelled up or anything, just ached a bit. I’m thinking I just pushed myself too hard. A few days rest and we seem to be back to normal.
The stars of Harry Potter guess how the series will end: Harry will die, Ron may turn evil, and Hermione will end up with Ron. My favorite bit is the very last sentence: “Grint said he was still hoping to stay in the series although it would mean giving up his childhood dream of being an ice-cream man.” Hey, that’s my brother Anthony’s dream too!
Pop vs. Soda – a color-coded map of the United States. I feel sorry for my sister, having left the cozy “pop” confines of Indiana for the crazy “soda” land of California. Unfortunately I myself have lost the “pop” habit a bit (since nobody in the UK or Australia understands it). I still say “pop machine” and “case of pop” though.