It's all about the rub down.

Hi kids! Today we're going to talk about messages. Not messages, like "Hey dude, I'm going to send you a text message....." but messages, like when you get rubbed down because you're sore. Let me share with the world that my wife is a message therapist, and a damn good one. (EDIT: Message like I am talking about might be spelled 'massage'......from this point forward it's spelled correctly........who has two thumbs and cant spell??? This guy.)

When Amber and I lived in Michigan she was licensed and everything was cool.
When we moved to Tennessee, Amber had to jump through more hoops than a circus dog (paperwork, licenses, money.......) and she FINALLY was 'officially' licensed as Tennessee Massage Therapist as of yesterday. (So to anyone in Tennessee who received a massage from my wife before 6/13/07, you were dealing in the black market. No, I wont turn you in.)

I digress. My run Thursday was good and bad. It was bad because I was sore from running on Wednesday, then Amber and I painted a friends living room right after my Wednesday run. I was on my feet pretty much all night Wednesday and it hurt on Thursday for sure. I wasn't going to skip my run, but I was definitely going to take it easy on Thursday.

On Thursday, I went out for 3 miles and took it easy. The run was good because I found out that 'taking it easy' was about 8:45 a mile. I did 3 miles at that pace with little effort, and I was very encouraged by that. Afterwards, I came home and Amber and I ate burritos. Then I got my rub-down and went to bed.I am a huge NBA fan. Congrats to the Spurs for putting the beat-down on LeBron. The Pistons would have beat the Spurs, but it didn't play out like that, so congrats again to the Spurs.

Music: Thursday I was listening to a band from Chicago called The Audition. I think they are excellent, and I think that an overwhelming amount of teenagers would agree with me. (I don't know if thats a good or bad thing for me, being 27.)

There is a little bit of Kevin Bacon-like connection between me and the singer of the Audition. When I lived in Detroit, I was in a band called Home Team. Before The Audition, Danny, the singer, was in a Detroit band called Based On A True Story. Home Team and Based On A True Story played together all the time. I think it's neat to see The Audition on MTV every once in awhile, and be like "OMG, I KNOW him!".

Friday and Saturday are off days for running, then Sunday is my long run day. Friday I am going to see a Tennessee Smokies baseball game (AA team of the Cubs). I'm pumped.