Friday, November 30, 2007

This Sucks

















It is a little known fact that Heywood is training for a 20 kilometer trail run in late December. One problem that constantly arises is his inability to run. The best way to describe his inabilities is to compare him to Moveitfred. Everyone knows Fred looks like a fish out of water when he attempts to pick’em up and put’em down. Those gangly arms flailing about as his feet attempt to propel his 7’2” frame forward. Now imagine that guy is 6’3”, exceptionally attractive and his name is Heywood Jablome. There you have it. Clear as mud?

So Wood has been hitting the trails whenever possible trying to develop this skill. Yesterday, he could be found at the local high school track running some intervals. While running, Wood was feeling pretty down on himself not seeing a marked improvement with his split times. Is this working? Will he ever get faster? Why is he out hear? All these questions were filling up his head causing him to loose motivation. He began to explore the surroundings looking for some inspiration to keep going.

The lard ass eating McDonalds in the bleachers was not exactly inspiring. Neither was the chain smoker walking laps next to Wood. With his hands on his hips ready to quit and go home, Heywood looked up to the skies before something caught his eye. STACEY DRAGILA. Not in person, but her name there on the billboard. That’s right, she went to this high school. She ran on this same track before it was renamed in her honor. She got her start right here in Auburn before becoming a world record holder in the pole vault. Yes, this is what Wood wanted, true inspiration. Placer High School, the land where champions are created. “I can do this,” he thought as images of Stacy Dragila ran through his brain. Those firm thigh muscles flexing as she runs. Those glutes tightening up as she pulls herself up and over the bar while riding a long stiff pole. Yes, Wood is inspired. He picked up the pace. Faster and faster the miles clicked by. Soon, his training objective for the day was complete and it was time to go home. This running stuff is fun.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow, Stacy sure has let herself go over the years!

Anonymous said...

Poll:
Black or Red?

megA said...

woody--

one problem you're having is that your 6 foot 3 inches weighs the same as the 7 foot 2 inches of MIF. you simply need to reduce your strength to weight ratio and get rid of all those silly upper arm and pectoral muscles. to be a good runner you need to have an upper body similar to a 10 year old boy.

there. i bet your split times go up. . .

xo
m

Anonymous said...

Mega is 100% right. AND then your body will match your cock, too.

Heywood Jablome said...

Black all the way. You never coming back.

Heywood Jablome said...

Meg,
Thanks for the insight. Unfortunately I can't do anything about the arms/chest region. God has punished me by giving me this desire to ride/run but also given me a body not intended for such activities. This body is better designed for modeling, walking the runway, and just being eye candy for all the ladies and Al's of this world. Sometimes you just have to play the cards you are dealt with. Eventually, I will have to learn to lug these pythons up those hills. Hugs and Kisses

megA said...

woody

you crack my ass up!

maybe you could be a body double for mark mccormack in his upcoming A&E biography. . .

xoxo!
m