It is always a blast when SLU running alumni, or non-running alumni get together. Also, you can always bet on a) humor b) an innapropriate comment or two and if Sammy is involved, c) signs:
I take no responsibility for his actions, by the way. But hey, he got after it and had an extra ticket to the Red Sox game. Well done, Sammy, I applaud your gumption.
I must say that in my time, I was known to rock unnecessary amounts of spandex. That's right, knuckle pants, three bean salad shorts, etc. Hey, it got cold up in Canton, NY and spring track meant 40 degrees, snow, sleet, and sprinting. Anyway, I was tasteful about my outfits, relatively speaking. So when Sammy and Meg thought this was me for a second, I was appalled:
Sammy and Meg, I would never, EVER wear that hat. Jeez...
Here are a few Saints, reppin' the Scarlet and Brown...
...and we bring the cowbell.
Also, I am all about giving it my all, 100%, etc. when it comes to qualifying for the Olympics...well...that is if...you know what I mean. Anyway, this next image is where I draw the line. They can have their medals, I'll stop before this happens:
I guess she really didn't give a crap what I thought...
And to close this one up, I have a piece of evidence that will explain why my arugment about fanny packs is sound:
Lady, I don't know what you all do deep in the heart of Texas, but we don't roll like that up here. And will you just look at this specimen, please? It is quite rare, the Embroidered Fanny. Soak it in, soak it in.
Photo credits to Sammy. Ladies, please see www.run4stlawrence.com to contact him.
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