(half) marathon vs. fluffy sox fitness

jamison,
i'm glad you decided to run another (half) marathon, despite all the reasons you listed not to.  but just so you know, when painin', you can always turn to j-z's "fluffy sox fitness."
(btw, j-z is not our band, it's another j in my life)
so what kind of fitness can you do while wearing comfy fluffy sox?  i know what you're thinking, and you're right, breastfeeding is not a sport.  but neither is fluffy sox hot yoga, and madonna and enrique iglesias rave about it every day!  anyway, straight from the slutty mouth of j, some fluffy sox fitness ideas include knitting, cat petting, barfing with the flu (really, the easiest way to lose that winter chunk), making stew, and needlepoint.  it's those little things that work out those often forgotten body parts, like fingers and eyes.  and nobody wants to see limp fingers, trust me.

keep on keeping on,
z

we are the champions

jimmothy darlin,
your post today reminds me of queen's "we are the champions" (when freddie is singing in tiny white shorts and a red bandana around his neck).  this should be our theme song of life, and you know why? because we set goals. and then we open a keg of whoop ass on those goals.
you are right, goals are important. i've been setting goals since i found out that you can buy trophies, so i'm good at everything now.  and i did 3 push ups today.  would i have done that if my goal was 30?  i don't think so.  eventually, and especially with the encouragement that your blog provides, everyone will get that black belt they strive for.

or this black belt. hello.
thank you for being an inspiration to america and alaska,
z

cat-o-tonic: el gato gris y feliz

sooo james patrick swayze meglio,
counting calories = lame-o
so now i'm going to comment on a comment you sent to my email: "do you have a cat meow?"
why yes, i do.

this is alex the cat napping with the dumbbells after a workout.  s/he is a gender neutral cat, and s/he's quite fat.  s/he's named after alexandre dumass.  i support naming your pets either after exes or famous people from the 19th and 20th century.  not from the 21st century though, that's just weird.  "justin bieber wants a cracker?" or "i'm taking lady gaga for a walk!" no.
and those are my sweet neon green dumbbells because hey, they were neon green, can't pass that up.  it's kinda funny how neon stuff is always on sale, you would think people would be snatching that up after reading your longsox fitness blog.

and here is the best picture on the internet, which i got from thebestpictureontheinternet.com
shmeow,
z

bloggin' ain't easy

why hello james.
i apprish the publicity of my ever-so-growing fitness blog about your fitness blog. now you question my blog's stamina, but i'm starting to see some blog E.D. up at longsoxfitness... 7 posts in january, 3 in february... now don't get your neon panties all in a bunch, we all know bloggin' ain't eas-ay, and i don't really want to work on this any harder than hardly ever (excluding weekends).  but i've been brainstorming up a storm, so i think i got this, for at least a week...

by the way, i'd love to win that sweatband, so just something of the top of my head for your logo...

i know, nawhals are like soo 10 minutes ago, but i think it's a good start, we can build on this.
sincerely,
z

p.s. super stoked about the "regulating your poop" posts this week... just in time for valentine's day.

the duel (not the 1971 made-for-tv steven spielberg movie)

hello jimmay.
so i hear you threw your sweaty post-workout handkerchief on the ground via facebook and challenged me to a bloggin' duel by saying, and i quote, "you won't do it!" in response to my comment "dude, approve my comments or i will start a blog commenting on your blog" right after i posted here and here and here.  and we both know what happens when you say "you won't!" so i pick up the sweaty handkerchief off the virtual ground and throw it right back in your face!  BOOYAH!
later sunshine,
z