Apparently biggest ever.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Oprah running away from [insert whatevs]
No meme, no pun, no photoshop. Pure joy. But last image is yours to play with.
Owned.
On so many levels. Especially in this kind of sport. Adrenaline-junkie-macho-sport. Favorite part is his reaction. Where he gets double-owned.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Meow Mix
'nuff with the Marathon yadi yadi yadi! we geddit. you ran. no one forced you. you paid for pain. get over it.
Me at the 40km mark in Central Park
Looking anything but sharp, but hey, fuck it. At this point all I was thinking of is making it under 4 hours. Half of the race went very well. Better than last year. "Ah awesome, 3.30 will be no problems", before I super choked and could barely even enjoy anything. I was just suffering and was only in pain. I even walked when I drank water at the end "Yeah I don't want to spill anything" (which you have done during the whole race until then). I also went to pee around the 30km mark and didn't want to go out. Just stay there and cry.
I had completely given up anything about everything. But the last two miles was sick. Realized I needed to pick it up and from nowhere I found the energy to do so. Last mile I seriously felt like Bolt. I was dashing. Sprinting like a maniac. (Time shows I wasn't tho but it felt like it). Was about to cry when I saw the "800m to go" and felt that was a short distance. "Finally". But when I reached the finish line - completely exhauested - it wasn't - it was the 400m mark. And clock showed 3:58 something. Biggest WTF of my life. So we had to carry on. And we did. Crossing it 3:59:30. Later to be adjusted to my personal time of 3:58:48. Sort of success. Today. 100% pain. But we did it. It hurts so good.
I had completely given up anything about everything. But the last two miles was sick. Realized I needed to pick it up and from nowhere I found the energy to do so. Last mile I seriously felt like Bolt. I was dashing. Sprinting like a maniac. (Time shows I wasn't tho but it felt like it). Was about to cry when I saw the "800m to go" and felt that was a short distance. "Finally". But when I reached the finish line - completely exhauested - it wasn't - it was the 400m mark. And clock showed 3:58 something. Biggest WTF of my life. So we had to carry on. And we did. Crossing it 3:59:30. Later to be adjusted to my personal time of 3:58:48. Sort of success. Today. 100% pain. But we did it. It hurts so good.
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Friday, November 4, 2011
We feel really bad for this White Bengal Tiger
Imma mean it's doing this cause he hates his situation and wants to eat everyone in the audience. But it looks amazing too.
(Not photoshop - video for proof)
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Mick McCarthy. Legend.
The description kills it: Mick McCarthy gets frightened by nothing. Could watch it forever. Let's add it to the great unsolved mysteries of our time.
Mick McCarthy. Womanizer. Never underestimate the power of playback and repeat. I only wish this video was longer.
Mick McCarthy. Womanizer. Never underestimate the power of playback and repeat. I only wish this video was longer.
And after that questionable video (which is still good - still no joke)
We need to look at something like this.
I don't listen to alota rap
But isn't this amazing? Sounds like anyone else to me. Imma serious. Imma Belieber now.
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