Blog #45

Hey there everyone, who’s ready for a blog? Hells yeah, lets do this.
Remember last blog when I talked about my lame 6th grade teacher? Yeah, well I remembered another lame thing about her. One time she said the capital of Florida was Jacksonville.  I corrected her and told her it was actually Tallahassee. She disagreed, I persisted in saying it was Tallahassee. Then she said “I’ve been to Florida several times, I think I’d know!”  What a stupid statement. Anyways, we left it at that, but I sure hope she went home and looked it up and then felt like a damn fool once she realized she got owned by an 11 year old. (11 or 12? how old are you in 6th grade?)
I only remembered this because I was checking out a map of the USA the other day.  I’m a huge geography nerd and I love maps and topography and stuff like that.  There was a time in my life where I knew the capital of every country in the world. Why would I know that? Well it was part of my training for my favourite sport; “Reach for the Top” RFTT was basically the the trivia team, and it was my favourite sport in high school. My buddy Ian and I rocked that shit.  Our senior year of high school our team went undefeated in the regular season. We were good and our squad had mad swagger, we were the perfect collection of nerds.  Each nerd played a specific roll; my specialties were geography, sports and pop culture. Ian was of the similar skill set. We had this one nerd was really good at ballet, opera and other snooty things like that. Throw a few science geeks in the mix and you’ve got yourself a powerhouse. We dominated fools on the regular. 
So here we are, undefeated as we go into the Reach for the Top championship playoffs, our first round opponent was some random catholic high school, we had obliterated them earlier in the season. But I swear to god people, we got the worst packet of questions ever. Every other damn question was about the bible or Jesus or some other religious BS. Our weakness was exposed, we lacked a religion nerd to go along with all us other nerds, we were defeated.  I still remember dejectedly walking out of the room after the match. Our coach came running down the hall with a look of panic on his face (he had be reffing another match);
“How’d you guys do?”
“Not good coach, we lost.”
“ahhh, I knew looking at the packet that you guys would struggle with this one.”

“sonofabitch!”
“Geez that’s a tough break.”
“sonofabitch!”
“it’s okay guys, lets stay and support the other teams.”
“Screw that, I’m going to go get hammered.”
That was literally the most upset I had ever been about losing at a sport. Friggen heartbreaking. I’m convinced to this day that it was a conspiracy against our team. We had to much swagger for the RFTT higher ups and they sought to neutralize us. Neutralized by religion, Bastards!
So that was sad, lets get positive now.
My running has really turned around. About 10days ago I was ready to throw in the towel and just say screw it all. But DST helped me to see the bigger picture and take a step back. I have re-evaluated my goals and just learned to relax a bit more. BST has been working diligently at fixing up the ole’ hammies and I have started with IMS therapy on them. If you don’t know what IMS is, it’s basically acupuncture on steroids. They just shove needles into your muscles to force them to so some shit that fixes em’, I’m not to sure exactly of the science behind it. Chris Winter and Reid got me on to this, I trust those dudes so I figured I’d give it a go. Anyways, it feels weird and kinda hurts, but I really think it’s helping.
My running workouts have been going great and I’m supplementing them with a bunch of cross training. I’m pretty content with the whole situation, well except for when I’m aqua jogging. Holy balls folks, aqua jogging is lame. But I only have to do it for a few weeks and it’s worth it in the long run. I wish I had more time, but I’m still confident that I can get out there and give it a go at Scotia. Hopefully I can roll there and then set things up for a fast spring marathon.
Reider and Gillis are runnin’ a half this weekend in Virginia Beach, I don’t want to put to much pressure on them but, shit dandy sally and mandy, those guys are good and I think they will do quite well. Good luck to them.
Also want to give a shout out to the UNC XC teams. Brother Pete has assembled a top notch squad and they’ll be looking to do work this season. I can’t wait until they start hammering fools, gotta shut up those idiots on LetsRun.  He’s got a few Canadian ladies on his team this year as well, that’s exciting. good job brother Pete.
I’m going to go get a coffee now, therefore I must say goodbye for now.

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Aug 2011
AUTHOR rob
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10 Responses to “Blog #45”

  1. Anonymous says:

    Thank you for the blog to sustain me through the rest of the week. Happy to hear about the improved running workouts. IMS sounds interesting. More painful than ART?
    Keep at it,
    Bob

  2. Anonymous says:

    you should tell Reider and Gillis to bring you back some New Belgium beer… we finally got the bomber bottles down here in VA.

  3. Rob Watson says:

    Hey Bob, IMS is painful, but it is not nearly as bad as ART. ART is brutal!
    That aqua jogging video is the worst thing I think I've ever seen on the internet, what the hell is going on there!?
    Anonymous #2, that is an amazing idea. Congrats on getting New Belgium down there, that is a big deal.
    Keep rolling.

  4. Anonymous says:

    ya right you were gonna retire…you come first for best looking male runner every race…and if you retired, who would win? so next time you consider pulling the plug…remember you are needed. fuck the hamstrings…your face is your money maker.

  5. Anonymous says:

    The irish guy in the 1500 find in Daegul was sporting a mullet That takes parts!

  6. Anonymous says:

    oops: find=final
    in the last posted comment

  7. Anonymous says:

    Brother Pete's XC teams did a good job kicking snot the other day. You/Your family must be happy for him. PR.

  8. Rob Watson says:

    First and foremost, I wanna say thanks to the person who said I was handsome, that was very nice. I'm growing a pretty nasty beard right now, handsome is being replaced with manly/scraggly/haggard/homeless chic.
    Cirian was indeed rocking a solid mullet, good for him, he had a hell of a summer.
    And to PR, Brother Pete's team had a good opener. We are quite proud of Petey, he's a hell of a coach and he's got a bunch of great kids down there in Chapel Hill.

  9. Anonymous says:

    Was there a silver lining to CCES surprise visit; like a good lookin' lab worker?

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