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captainsblogSo. After stopping by the gym for a few minutes earlier today and promptly hitting the Death Trifecta- forgotten water bottle1, dead battery on .mp3 player2, and broken AND soggy sole to right sneaker completely imploding- I headed for Wally World3, then home, before returning a bit before 44. Hydrated, charged and freshly shod, I passed the big TVs in the cardio room, showing the US up on Brazil by a 2-0 score with 35 minutes to play. I know a bit about soccer, and that's roughly the equivalent of a 13-0 lead in baseball going into the top of the seventh.
By the time my weight workout was done and I headed back down, the cameras were showing a very different story. No score was posted, so the game was clearly over, but there were the Americans, walking up to the podium to get their medals. Why so glumly?, I wondered, until I realized that they were second-place medals, and that the victorious Brazilians were the next to march up, much more enthusiastically.
Sigh. Just another side of soccer, where Everybody Gets A Trophy.
1I also never bring a wallet in there, so buying another water bottle wasn't an option.
2That would be my Creative Stone 2-gigger, christened Elvis last year sometime. What, you think I've actually learned how to use the iPod function of the new phone, or, indeed, how to make or receive a feckin call on it? My Mallwart visit did score a car charger for it (12 bucks for a 12-volt USB adapter, not the 40-dollar dedicated job that Jobs wanted to sell me to pay for his liver transplant), as well as one of those black armbands so I can tote it around Gymland with me, but in terms of achieving Actual Usefulness, we have a ways to go.
3New Starter "athletic" sneakers: 28 dollars. Wondering whether Starter "lazy bum" sneaks would cost more or less than that: priceless;)
4That's the time 4, not footnote 4. There is no footnote 4.
By the time my weight workout was done and I headed back down, the cameras were showing a very different story. No score was posted, so the game was clearly over, but there were the Americans, walking up to the podium to get their medals. Why so glumly?, I wondered, until I realized that they were second-place medals, and that the victorious Brazilians were the next to march up, much more enthusiastically.
Sigh. Just another side of soccer, where Everybody Gets A Trophy.
1I also never bring a wallet in there, so buying another water bottle wasn't an option.
2That would be my Creative Stone 2-gigger, christened Elvis last year sometime. What, you think I've actually learned how to use the iPod function of the new phone, or, indeed, how to make or receive a feckin call on it? My Mallwart visit did score a car charger for it (12 bucks for a 12-volt USB adapter, not the 40-dollar dedicated job that Jobs wanted to sell me to pay for his liver transplant), as well as one of those black armbands so I can tote it around Gymland with me, but in terms of achieving Actual Usefulness, we have a ways to go.
3New Starter "athletic" sneakers: 28 dollars. Wondering whether Starter "lazy bum" sneaks would cost more or less than that: priceless;)
4That's the time 4, not footnote 4. There is no footnote 4.
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Date: 2009-06-29 03:45 am (UTC)