The Most Wonderful Time

SatDay, as Mayor Meninno calls it, was an off day. Sunday saw a quick 5 miles in about a 7:45 pace. Got home just in time to see the Pats rally for a nice victory. Monday brought a fast, again relative for me, 3 miles in about a 7:10 pace and today I ran 4 miles and that was in about a 7:45 pace. For the week of Monday the 1st through Sunday the 7th I ran a total of about 30 miles and surprisingly I'm not in too bad of shape. If I can do 30-35 miles per week and add in a longer run of 10 or more miles on top of that on the weekend I should be in pretty good shape. Starting to hear more and more Christmas music on the radio now. I think I like "The Most Wonderful Time of the Year" by Andy Williams, not the crappy Amy Grant ripoff, the best, followed by "Dominic the Donkey". I always picture Dominic the Italian Christmas Donkey to be to Santa what Furio was to Tony Soprano. He's basically the muscle behind the organization. I know the song says that Santa needed Dominic because the Reindeers couldn't climb the Hills of Italy, but Reindeer can fly so he must have needed something else, something a little more (wink wink) Italian. I also like "Holly Jolly Christmas". I bet that Burl Ives was a raging drunkard. Not the violent, smash stuff type but kind of Holly and Jolly. And I bet on a number of occassions he played the "Damn it I'm Burl Ives. I'll tell you when I'm done drinking" card