Land of Sweet Tea and BBQ

Did you know that Birmingham, Alabama has more bbq shops per capita than any other US city?

So, wouldn't it be silly if I didn't sample some of that dee-licious bbq while here?

Although 'sample' implies that I only tried a small amount...Pffft!

'Oh wait!' (Looks around) 'Did I click on the wrong link?' How did I end up on this bbq blog? I thought this was a blog about running!'

Sorry. Especially to those of you linking from the RBF. If you stick around here, you'll notice that there is not much I won't talk about, but I do try to mention running at least every other post. So, just for you RBF folks, let's talk about running...

I have some advice: don't run after guzzling a gallon of sweet tea. You will deeply regret it, and you'll be lucky if you don't hurl it up everywhere. Today I was to run 30 minutes- easy peasy, or so I thought... Shit! I only made it 25 minutes on the stupid machine before I had to stop or else I totally would have barfed all over cute European boy running next to me. Shit! Now he thinks I'm a total pooz. But it was SWEET tea!!! I have zero self control. I was waiting in the restaurant for my bbq to take back to my hotel room, and I hit the sweet tea refill jug about three times while waiting, cause it's SWEET tea! So, what is it? Is it the sugar or the caffeine that makes your tummy hurt so? I mean I can drink a gallon of water and not feel like hurling.

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Oh. Wow. I just completely burst into tears while sitting here minding my own business in the hotel room. I have the tv on (half watching "Shockwaves!: The Imus Effect!" - please shoot me now, cause Paula Zahn makes me want to stick things in my eye) and I just saw the ASPCA commercial that shows video clips of puppies and kittens looking so sad and sweet while Sarah Mclaughlin sings "In the Arms of an Angel" in the background. I barely managed to wipe the snot up before I called and donated $3,000.00 to the ASPCA. Okay, not really, but I want to save them all. I really did cry by the way. If you don't at least get a little choked up while watching that commercial, then you're the devil.

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ANYWAY. (Stupid tv) At least I managed 25 minutes- tomorrow I'll do 30. (I'm tryin to stick to the Pfit schedule, mkay?)

And I found my mantra (because 'just keep swimming' doesn't work for me, Brad). So, here it is: 'Run to eat bbq, run to eat bbq, run to eat bbq...'

Has kind of a nice cadence, dontcha think?