This Tytle Has Fore Erors In It.

Yay! Okay, welcome me to the world of blogging. I'm not really sure why I decided to do this, but you know what? Why not? Anyway, first things first. What to expect from this blog.

1. Stuff about my life. If I am too mundane something is wrong with your server, kind of like you're looking at the wrong blog.

2. Stuff about what I am doing. Again previous rules apply. 1 and 2 may overlap. Think of it as a subsequence. Only half of the people reading this will get that.

3. Randomness. It's me. What else did you expect?

4. What God is doing in my life. He seems to be often doing stuff to me and around me, and I feel like it is definitely worth mentioning.

Updates: Whenever I feel like it. Hopefully, it won't be too long between blogs.

Pictures: Maybe. We'll see what happens and how much I can figure out the way this blog thing works or how long before I just ask someone.

Anyway, please read the following agreement before continuing reading.

I, the undersigned do herefore and forever always remove Samuel C. Robison from any responsibilty for any and all injuries or damage sustained by reading this blog or any flaming meteors that may have smashed into my cranium because I wasn't looking for them nor was I checking interdimensional portals.

Okay, now that we have all the legal stuff out of the way...onto my life.

So, if you're reading this and know anything about me, you know I've been a junior in college for about oh, 63 days. (Seriously, I should have expected a multiple of 9 the first day I do a blog) If you don't already know I'm a math major. (I don't know how much of a tipoff the numbers were.) Anyway, I'm going to assume you know who I am. (I use the word anyway a lot in case anyone hasn't noticed yet)

Anyway, my life. (There it is again) Things have been rather routine. I get up, I run, I eat breakfast, I go to some combination of class, ASNCU hours, work-study, and lunch. And then it's XC practice followed by dinner and then whatever that's nights activities are. So yeah, I have a fun little repetitive schedule. Homework isn't killing me but it's making its presence known. But anyway, since I promised I wouldn't be mundane we won't talk about that.

Let's talk about something far more interesting. Jesus. What he has been showing me this past couple months can be summed up like this: Christianity is about loving people, not "doing the right thing" (If you try the second without the first, you fail, whereas if you do the first, the second follows) Christianity is also not a "do" but a "live" (if you catch my meaning), and lastly God will give you what you need, but not always what you want. (Actually a better way to put it would be, that it's less about what you need or want, but giving up what you want to meet others needs) It's better that way.

So yeah, God is good (when is he not?). I'm not really sure where else to take this. Oh yeah, I had a race on Saturday. We'll talk about that to finish this up. I shall take you on a walkthrough of my thoughts during the race. Through out the whole time imagine a mime in the background of my mind miming slowly dying so you get a general idea of the pain.

Start Line. All right, here we go. Okay God, let's see how this goes.

Annoying Horn blares. And we're off. Michael, slow down. Okay, now where is that guy I was supposed to be with? Oh, there. All right here we go. What the hey, who put that tree branch here? Okay, crisis avoided.

(Just so all of everyone knows there was 4 2k loops)

Mile 1. Dan just shouted 4:58 or something at me. Okay that's good. A little fast, but good. I'm still where I need to be. All right, good. Whoa, I very nearly slipped. I'm glad I decided to wear spikes.

End of Loop 1. I think I saw a 6 minute or something on that fun display thingy. That's 24 something for all four of these. That's good. {Subconscious interjects-That means you can slow down now as you're only working on breaking 26, and my body listens a little bit}

Partway through Loop 2. Where did that guy go? Oh well, let's keep going. I need to keep going. Yay. I just heard someone cheer for me. No idea who it is. Oh, here's that downhill that I need to speed up on. (For some reason I also feel like I had a David Crowder song playing in my head at this point) Wheee!!!!!

End of Loop 2. 12:30 something. That's what 25? Ah, I hate how my brain can't do math when I'm running this fast. And why are you looking at these things again? Isn't there a reason you wear a watch? I'm curious. (I apologize for the arguing with myself. When I'm racing, I think I separate into two personalities, the one that keeps pushing through everything, and the one that's counting down the miles until I'm done. They often fight each other)

Partway through Loop 3. There's Brian again! There is hope yet. More cheering for me. I think I picked out who was what. If you keep up this pace, you'll be on pace for whatever time it is you wanted to hit. True, but I can go faster can't I? Well...

End of Loop 3. I think that said 19:0 something so you just need to finish this loop in under 7 minutes and you're good. Okay, so go faster. I guess. Let's see what happens when we just pick up the pace as much as we can. We've got what how much left? I don't know. Probably a mile or so.

Partway through Loop 4. I think I heard Heike just yell at me about pushing it to break 26. Okay, here goes. Let's just go really fast. Thoughts blur together.

Ending. GO! GO! GO!!! GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Done. I think I saw 25 something. That's good. The trees look pretty.

It turns out it was 25:37. Good time. Yay!!!!

Okay, I shall blog again later when I feel I have something interesting to say.

If you're wondering about the title of this blog, well...you can always ask me.