runner re-born

Running is the only sport I am capable of... performing (?). You cannot say "playing", "I play running", it's "I run". So I take it seriously and run more or less on regular basis, trying to do 2-3 miles twice a week. Yesterday I planned to go for a run at 9 am but went to the hippodrome only at 3 pm because of various family activities that I was not expecting. It was hot and deserted, no shadows, no clouds. Couple of horsemen with bare torsos and rather large bellies glanced at me with contempt. Initially I planned on my regular 2 circle (which is 2 miles) routine. On my second circle I saw one of the horsemen jogging (on his feet, without his horse) in opposite direction so that we were running towards each other. He had no hat, no shades, no water and a beer gut. At the same time, me: baseball cap, Serengeti shades, brand new Cushion Runner Adidas, bottle of water, and quite little belly. Should I remind you that I am gorgeous when I run. So, when we approached each other, Mr. Beer Gut yells, "How many circles?", giving me the traditional Georgian attitude. Usually I am tolerant towards the Georgian Attitude, which is very specific characteristics of Caucasian (of "Caucasus", not "white") way of life since dark ages. But in this case Mr. Beer Gut stepped on the hostile territory (as it turned out). Running for me is more than just healthy exersice. It is also a sacral meditation and preparation for marathon. "5 circles", I answered although I planned to run only two. I knew the guy (the way he ran) would die if he managed to run more than 3 circles in this heat so I decided to kill myself on 5 circle distance and take his manhood with me to my grave. He ran 2 circles and stopped. I ran 4 circles and stopped too. His ran out of his attitude. I ran out of water. I am the man.

Got a "ghirya"

Ghirya is the Russian name for an iron weight in shape of a ball with a round handle on it. I got one of 24 kg.
Funny how I bought it. I went up and down the street with lot of sporting stores on it. I asked for ghirays and negotiated the price. Apparently, you negotiate it on per kilogram basis. Initially I planned to buy a 16 kg one. The price was 20 Lari (Georgian currency, 1 dollar=1.82 Lari). 20/16 is 1.25 Lari per kilo of iron. Then I negotiated the 24 kg ghirya of initial price of 30 Lari. That one I talked down to 28 Lari so on per kilo basis I got a sweet deal of 1.17 Lari per kilo of iron.
I am going to get in shape once I move in, hopefully next month. I am going to get more of ghiryas in 16 and 32 kg nomination. Feel strong!