Showing posts with label Tyler. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tyler. Show all posts

March 1, 2013

Challenge Accepted

Fine Cameron, I'll say stuff just for you. But I'm only doing it because you bugged me so much.

I'm not so sure what gave Cameron such a pessimistic view. In just a few short weeks, track and field begins! I've trained hard all winter in the weight room, and I'm ready to run. Unfortunately, we will will not have a track to run on this year. A new one is being put in, but it won't be done in time to run on. Fortunately, that means I get a brand new track for my senior year!

I will admit that this inversion sucks, though. Because the air quality has been so cruddy, I have been unable to run outside. I have had to run throughout the school, which isn't nearly as fun and can be brutal to the shins. I have also come into possession of a Kahuna Big Stick. You can all look that up. But because of the poor air quality, I can't go land paddling. It's killing me.

That's all I'm willing to write for now, so until I might do this again.

-Tyler
-- The Strange One --

July 7, 2012

Adding to the Random

It's been a few weeks, but this is Tyler again. I know that all of the nonexistent people who read this blog missed me. Who wouldn't want to read such amazing stuffs? Anyways, I do enjoy the random whatever that only Cameron reads.

So I've decided that I have too much structure in my posts and it needs to be more sporadic. I'm not even going to make this an official update.

So ha.

Anywho, as Cameron has mentioned, cross-country begins quite soon. If you want to know the exact time thirty or so people are going to start abusing their own bodies for the sheer enjoyment of it, the first practice begins at seven-thirty (mountain whatever time) on tuesday the tenth of July.

I'm excited.

I'm probably making Cameron worry by my talk of great pain. But need not worry, a dozen of us run so hard that it makes up for the laziness of everyone else. Although you will hurt. But it's the good kind that you get used to and learn to love!

Any non-runner probably thinks I'm crazy about now.

I am.

Really though, one could describe Tyler quite well with the adjective "runner". Almost all of my philosophy and the way that I think comes from my running background. Many people take a look at me and can tell that I am a runner. I would have taken it as coincidence had it not happened so many times in one day.

Back to the impending running season, I have high hopes this year. Very high. I may finally be fast enough to make varsity this year (I'll only be a Junior). I got a little lazy with more than my posting the last couple of weeks, however, and I'm quite unfit. I ran very hard Wednesday (I forgot that it was the Fourth of July at least six times) but was unable to get anywhere near what my target was. I convinced myself to go for a short run yesterday and my hips protested to that for about a mile. But I felt really good and ended up running three times as far as I had planned when I set out.

Tyler is not hopeless! Yay!!

-The Strange One-

June 17, 2012

Silent House

Well, I apologize for being a day late, Tyler has the worst memory known to mankind.

"How are you holding up? Because I'm a potato." This is a quote from portal 2, which I have been watching many videos of lately. Not sure why I'm telling you all about this, but it was kinda funny.

..... Do you hear that silence? It's the sound of my foreign exchange student not being here. Which is quiet. He left last week after living in my house for ten months, in my brother's room (who is in Florida for two years being awesome). He was the noisiest person I have ever met. One could tell where he was at all times because he could never be quiet, whether he was whistling or 'singing silently' to himself, he was making a great deal of noise. I can try stomping down the stairs as loud as possible and not make as much noise as he did.

Another thing he did was stop at every single mirror he saw so that he could vainly check his hair. Even if he had checked it moments ago, he would do it again for just as long. I had to move into our half bathroom downstairs because he would take half an hour in the bathroom every morning.

I hope I don't sound like I've been complaining, but I am just quite glad that he is gone now.

- Tyler

June 9, 2012

Update and Ranting about the Dentist

It's Tyler again, and I've decided that I will post regularly on Saturdays. That means I only get to confound you all once a week. Anyways, I will start every post will a something random and what I have to say about it, then I will continue with the post on a more or less single subject. So here we go.

Seeing a spider isn't a problem. It becomes a problem when it disappears. (Read this somewhere, not sure where, though). I read this just after finding what I believe to be a black widow in my basement. I never killed the spider, and I'm now extremely paranoid about going into my basement.


Today, I'm going to rant about the dentist. Very many rant-worthy things happen at the dentist, even at a routine cleaning. First, they lay a heavy bib type thing on you so they can blast dangerous wavelengths at your face to check for cavities. They will walk out of the room to protect themselves, while leaving you to the full devastation of the x-rays. After that, they stick their fingers in your face and start shoving sharp metal objects around. As I am sure you all know, this can be very annoying. You have to hold your mouth open and avoid swallowing and screwing it all up. The best way to do this is to time it right when there are no hands or objects in your mouth. Sometimes, the dentist appears to test how strong your will power is and stay in your mouth until you swallow. And we never know just how wide they are grinning about your discomfort due to the bright light in your eyes. But of course you always get free stuff at the end. As if floss makes is adequate compensation.

When I recently went, I got my wisdom teeth looked at. They are coming along quite slowly up top, but the bottom is a different story. One side is perfectly fine, even great. On the other side, the tooth is completely sideways, and pointing down a bit. It has no roots yet, but once those start to develop.... Ouch does not adequately describe. So I get to go to an oral surgeon to get the bottom two removed within a month or it starts to be a big problem. My dentist has already rated the difficulty of removing the tooth a nine of ten (ten being the hardest). But the top teeth aren't ready to be removed yet. That means I get to go through the process of having wisdom teeth removed a second time in a few years. Joy.

That's all for now, but next week I will talk about what great things I've done after the departure of my foreign exchange student. I will probably have to explain that I had one in the first place, but whatever.

Until next time,
Tyler

June 5, 2012

The Joining of Tyler

Ah, Cameron. I hope you know I do this merely because I have nothing better to do with my life. Or something. That's really just my way of justifying why I am doing this. And just so that we all know, if Cameron dies from cross-country, I will be laughing the entire time.

Anyways, I am Tyler and I have an eccentric friend who wants me to blog with him when I am sure no one else really cares. But the fact that I have no mental sanity has lead me to agree to his quest. If you do not believe me that I am crazy, I will tell you that I spent an hour playing frisbee with myself yesterday. It was fun. I also run just for the enjoyment of it. For some strange reason, non-runners find this a sign of insanity. I'm not sure why.

So I suppose that I will bore you with the random things I do in the future.Farewell -Tyler