Tag Archives: Star Trek Enterprise

Old Spock versus New Spock – Nimoy vs. Quinto

What happens when old school goes head to head with new school in a battle of speed and wits? Leonard Nimoy takes on newbie Zachary Quinto and his all-new Audi S7.

Only the coolest people will appreciate the sheer awesomeness of this commercial. Nothing against New Spock… but of course I am cheering for the Old Spock (my Spock) to win.

Marathon Training Day 175: Time Travel and Running Ramblings

This morning, despite the horrific space time rupture, I ran four miles before attending church. I had ample warning about the cosmic temporal distortion, a.k.a. daylight savings time. But hearing about it and experiencing it were too different things. Even with a quart of liquid schwartz, I was Spaceballs the Quiz, http://www.rottentomatoes.com/quiz/spaceballs-the-quiz-part-13/barely able to crash land in my bed after church … for a three hour nap.

It’s a good thing I’m not a graduate student with reading and other things to do today. Oh wait… hmmm, so I do need those three hours back. Drats.

I don’t remember feeling this disoriented when I was younger. It is only one hour… but today it feels more like jet lag. Not just regular jet lag… but like when I time traveled from the Philippines to the USA.

Anyway, I hope your daylight savings was more enjoyable than mine. On a positive note, I ran 4.07 miles this morning in 39 minutes, 28 seconds… and also finished my running for charity website which goes live tomorrow!

Marathon Training Day 154: Twelve Miles and my Body Hates Me

“I’m given her all she’s got captain!” says Scotty, engineer for the Star Trek Entrerprise. I heard Scotty shouting those words in my mind as I attempted a 12 mile run today. 12.21 miles to be exact. I wondered if my body was going to fall apart around the 10 mile mark.

At 10 miles my stomach did some type of cartwheel and I thought I was going go throw-up. But I did not.

Scotty says, “Captain, all we’ve got left is impulse power!”

At 10.5 miles my stomach did another interesting movement and I thought I was going to throw-up. But I did not.

Scotty says, “Captain, she can’t take anymore. She’ll break apart!”

I finished my 12.21 mile run in 2 hours, 7 minutes. Not the time I hoped for.

Apparently I need to retrofit my warp engines and check my dilithium crystals for any hairline cracks before the April 28th Eugene Half Marathon.