I'm never sure which causes the "Thanksgiving Day Nap-a-thon" (the only "thon" I enjoy that lowers my HR!?), but it seems to effect everyone... even little people under 5 or 6, who seemingly never run out of energy any other time... or questions!
Thanksgiving 2007 has come and gone. The leftovers will stay with us for several more days. The game scores and the thoughts of friends and family and the constant digital camera flashes will result in mashed memories before the weekend is over.
The traditional blunders of the day... Uncle Larry overdoing the gravy on a paper plate, and the carpet... the backyard football game at halftime which always ends up with an ER visit, stitches, and replacing the railing on the back porch... Aunt Lulu's special bean casserole that she insists every-bod-ee loves, but no-bod-ee touches, 16 years running... the "play by play" commentary by the boys on the couch about idiot coaches and "no-arm" QBs. And "good ole John" who insists on checking the oil in every car that arrives to make sure they'll make it home OK!
And of course the "all new" blunders... dropping the cell phone in the mashed potatoes as it gets passed around the table so everyone can say HELLO! to cousin Ray out in Cali... the hour long exchange between the ladies about their new digi-cams and who has the most mega-pixels and which one is better for video clips. The "new baby" report from the four corners of the "family" ensuring everyone knows they have new relatives and new birthdays that they won't remember.
Of course the best conversations are about which stores open early tomorrow and who has the best sales... what's the "hot toy" to start fights over this year and how we "can't believe they're playing Christmas music already". Why should this year be different??
Not one person asks "are you doing another marathon soon"? Or, "how was the swim in that last Iron distance Tri"? I'm not certain that they don't know we're doing it... or if they just don't want to hear that a relative 10-15 years older, 45 pounds lighter and with more miles running than they have on their car, is doing yet another "I would die if I tried to run that far" event. I don't want think of myself as "the one no-one talks about" because I'm healthy, fit and pursuing a life filled with energy instead of ailments. I guess being the black sheep has it's rewards though... no one ever asks to have Thanksgiving dinner at MY house!!!
Have a great day all.