Pictures from the Promised Land

Running tip: Today’s run may have been worse than the last one. Don't get too depressed, it is only normal to feel sore and fatigued once in a while.

Since I contaminated myself yesterday by showing you the gross shots of my swollen mug shot face, allow me to somewhat redeem myself. You may not know me personally, and while I’m no hottie, I do look better than Nick Nolte on most days:

For instance, here is my back view, with an almost-crack shot. I should have been a plumber. If you look really hard you can see the “Target” brand tag:

Yup. Lovers of 15 years on the beach. GET A ROOM, the kids shouted. 8am? Never too early for a beer.

These are my offspring. That’s right. I have the same sized chest as my 8 year old:

Here I am trying to sea kayak with Emma. We are only 10 feet from the shore.

Here is the view from our suite. Seriously??? No one should have to live this way:

Here I am trying to pretend I am 18. Who am I kidding. You can’t put a bikini on from Target and braids in your hair and think you’re on high school spring break again. Where’s the beer bong? Who’s got the birth control? I hope I don’t get VD or crabs on this trip.

Here is what I ate a lot of. Shrimps with tentacles and eyes. Probably even a testicle in there.

And, here was the breakfast I had every morning. Fresh Mexican pastries (without any e-coli I hope) and good coffee. The perfect pre-dump meal:

I found that a few crepes at lunch made me pretty happy:

Maybe I did, or maybe I didn’t put some guac on the crepes. Or maybe this came from the bathroom (ewww..)

My running spot in the morning:

Chlorophyll water at the gym. WTF? Chlorophyll water = swollen face?

Coming home from vacation with a swollen face and sitting on your stairs sucks:

And there you have it. Spring break, 2010. Rock on.

Drinking: H20