Jeans On Tree [The Long Run: Day One]

As several readers are already aware (and as the rest of you are about to learn..oh, the suspense!), I’m in the midst of training for the Boston Marathon.  Yesterday I had the distinct pleasure (a term I’m using as loosely as it is possible to use a term) to run twenty (yes, 2-0) miles in the mostly pouring rain.  When you’re out on a twenty-mile run, the only thing keeping you on the right side of sanity (especially when your earphones have become waterlogged) is the scenery.  Lucky for me, yesterday was a banner day in the Washington, D.C.- environs for some seriously weird shizz-peeping.  And lucky for YOU, I’ve doodled up some of them and will post them this week.

First, Jeans On Tree.

Any questions?

Spring Girl

Why?  Because weather-appropriate attire is really ****ing important, that’s why.

What Not To Say At A Wine Tasting

Allow me to explain:  Another person at the tasting asked why a wine, which had been described in advance as “very sweet”, came in a blue bottle.  The taster-lady (vintner?  pourer?) explained that this was traditional for German-style sweet wines.  Hilariously (I thought), I invoked the name of Blue Nun, which I know only as a really bad, really sweet German wine that comes in a blue bottle.  That didn’t go over so well.  Oh, the non-hilarity!

Full disclosure:  I’ve never had it and know it only as Alan Partridge’s wine of choice.  He’s the guy on the right, below:

Yoga Primer: Down Dog [day 3]

Haw, haw… get it?  ‘Cause it’s a dog…and..it’s called “Down Dog”?  Oh, I am so clever.  Zzz.

Yoga Primer: Wheel [day 2]

I actually thought this pose was called “bridge.”   Can you tell?

Alternate name:  “Ow, my shoulders.”