It is what I do, but it's not who I am.

Full disclosure:

I was out of town this weekend but back in time to post last night until I got distracted by..."Magic Mike".

But enough about that for now.  Tonight - looks like we will avoid the rain, but either way, fall weather is upon us.  For new people, there is always someone at TRY.  I think we've never had less than 2 people show up, no matter the weather for the past five years.  It's up to you if you want to keep joining in as the weather gets colder and wetter, but know that there will be someone there to run with if you do.

We are due for 1/4 mile intervals again.  (Probably pay Faith Hill a visit again next week).  For those of you who just did your hyman's this weekend, take it easy tonight.  Otherwise join on in for how ever many quarter miles you can stand.

Speaking of hymans (as a reminder, that is what we in TRY call a "half marathon", since we do not believe that 13.1 miles is a half anything, and hyman is short for "hybrid marathon" which is much less than insulting than "half".  Plus, just like a hybrid car, it gets you exactly where you want to go, satisfaction wise, but with better mileage.) Congrats to the TRYers who managed to not freeze their butts off in the Empire State Hyman on Sunday morning.  Duerr, Steve 1, Berms and her roommate Leo!  Also, I  believe Janna took part in the marathon portion of the race as part of a 4 person relay team.  Nice job representing and getting good times while having a good time!

Back to my distraction:
Due to a ill-fated non-disclosure agreement this is not widely known at all, but I was actually the inspiration for "Magic Mike".  It is basically a biopic of my life around college age, but due to creative differences, I got taken off the project...at which point even more lee-way was taken with the screenplay which is why I refused to even see it until last night and was disgusted to find out that -
"Terrific Terry" became "Magic Mike", Potsdam, NY and Clarkson became Tampa, FL and USF, Timmy "The French-Canadian Kid" LaRocque became just "The Kid", the holy grail location went from being Massena, NY to being Miami, FL, and an unhealthy addiction among the dancers to maple syrup became dipping into ecstasy and "G".

Whatever.  Movies always take some liberties.

Also, the dance moves got dumbed down and the abs got toned up - we did not need to be quite that ripped to impress the girls from "DZ", if you know what I am saying.  Even so, I've let myself go since that time in my life.  But as the money line (that they kept, thankfully) said - It's what I did, but it was not who I was.  So, I gladly left my days as a Cock-Rocker of Clarkson behind me and went into the field of computer programming (not one-of-a-kind, custom furniture).

I could go on, but you get the point.  I do get my royalty payments regardless of how crappily they adapted the story...so I'm not complaining too much.  The only downside to the payments is that they are made with $5 bills.  They told me I would not want to know what they had to do to pay me in twenties.