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When: Saturday, December 26, 2009 7:45 AM-10:00 AM. Central Standard Time
Where: Veteran's Park

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Greetings All –
I trust that all you fellow Dominoes and Dominettes are experiencing a happy and healthy first week of winter. Further, I can only assume that the gaggle of path beaters formally revered as the “Dom-N-8rz 9:51” are finding themselves a little on the antsy side, with pent up energy, undeservingly derived from two weeks of extended and mostly unexcused training run absences – playing hooky if you will. Trust me, there is a cure, and it’s getting back up there on the trail and pounding those balls (of the feet, of course), and rejoining the RW marathon training community.
Seems like something out of the ordinary is happening this week, but I can’t quite seem to recall what, and it’s giving me a case of the red coats. Although I’ve generally been a good little lad of late, there’s a jingling of bells in my mind that I just can’t shake, a frosty shimmy, and it’s like I’m in waiting for the emergence of a shining star, maybe a surprise or a present, and a seasonable yearning for a glass of milk and a plate of cookies laid out by the fire. And then suddenly jumping up like a jerk, an image appeared of eight tiny shart tracks, then up in the sinus there arose such a matter, with finger to nose there launched quite a rocket, and followed by a hearty shout of “Go – Go – Go!”. That’s right! How could I have forgotten? It’s time for another round of our infamous Saturday morning Runners World-sponsored Marathon Training Runs (deep and prolonged body chills for effect).
For those who have elected to stay on the sidelines the last couple of weeks due to fear of overheating, well…this weekend’s forecast should be just the ticket you’ve been waiting for. With early morning temps expected in the teens, we can only hope that with a dose of northerly winds we can give those overworked sweat glands a day off for good behavior. So, let’s call it a date for Saturday morning, 7:45 AM-ish, at Veteran’s Park (21st and Boulder). Remember, the earlier you get there, the lower the risk of staying inside and risking heat stroke and all its associated side effects. Also, as usual, it’s a BYOA (bring your own @#& body) event.


This just in via telegraph (gotta’ love that new technology – dot, dot, dash, dot, dash)
On the Day after Christmas, Coach Kathy ordered us…
Twelve miles of training,
Eleven PSO Plants a-powering,
Ten Dominoes a-leaping (have you seen the size and colors of their tights – oh my!)
Nine Dominettes a-dancing (or very anxious to arrive at the next bathroom),
Eights nips a-bleeding (a little dab‘ll do ya’),
Seven laps in Swan Lake swimming,
Six geezers delaying (whatcha’ waitin’ for, Brian – Spring?),
Five Zink Lake Rings (trips around Zink Lake),
Four falling on curbs,
Three French toasts for carbs,
Two flashes from T-Zomb (Paparazzi Alert!)…
And a Patriot carved in a Veteran’s Park Tree.

Christmas Cheers!
Larry

P.S. I drew the double blank Domino, so forewarned is forearmed.
P.S. Part Dom: Really mostly kidding about MIA Dominoes – just wait until after the Holidays – then we’ll be kicking some serious trail.