13.1

As I've stated before, I hate running. Did I also mention I hate to sweat. Yes, I'm also not big on manual labor.

But I got this wild idea today. Why not run in next year's Covenant Health Knoxville Marathon? Well, I guess I should be more specific in that I think I can run the half marathon. 13.1 miles, that's a little less daunting than the full 26.2 miles. I think if I actually get serious about it, I could survive it. Maybe.

While this idea is still rolling around in my head a co-worker planted another seed. What about the First Annual Southernmost Marathon? Or in my case, the half marathon. I mean Key West is much flatter than Knoxville and what's the worst that could happen...I'd end up at Margaritaville.

Hogfish and chocolate covered key lime pie on a stick. That's about the only motivation I need. Now here's the kicker, the price. The half marathon registration fee is only $65.00, but the plane ticket and hotel are over  $1000. Am I serious enough to drop that kind of cash to run through the streets of Key West?

Decisions...decisions...decisions....

Who's RAD?

I hate running. Not only is that my personal philosophy when it comes to working out, but that was also our team name for this weekend's Color Me Rad race. This was the second time Knoxville hosted the event. Last year, it was in October and in Chilhowee Park. The date and location, downtown Knoxville, was much better this time around.

There were over 9,000 participants, but a good time was had by all. Perhaps the funniest moment for me happened about half way through the race. I was down on Neyland Drive, heading toward Bridge View Grill, when all of a sudden, I saw one of my friends. He was heading toward the turn around point. I yelled his first name....nothing. Tried his last name...zippo. Finally I shouted "Naked Dave" and he stops dead in his tracks. It was awesome!

Here's a quick note for next year. Roll in the color with caution. I got dizzy and one of my other friends got stepped on. But I'd do the race again in a heartbeat. Sign up early next year...those spots fill up FAST!!

Wish the shirts were white

I had to break out last year's shirt...and I was shocked Brad opened the wallet for this event

I can't tell you how many times Libby changed outfits during the race

Never yell "hit me" at a color station

Libby, Mary Ellen & I stopped for a photo-op

You know we had to roll around in the orange color

Where's Wells? There he is

See you kids again next year!

Back to Tampa

While today is official "first day of Spring", my "summer" started over the weekend. Yes, it was time for me to head back to Tampa for the start of Kenny Chesney's "No Shoes Nation" tour. Before I get into the details of that concert, I wanted to give you a quick re-cap of my mini-vacation.

For the first time in a long time, my mom and I flew down to Tampa together. I normally fly out of Knoxville and she'll fly out of Nashville. But this time around, I had some vacation days to burn and it was more cost effective to take Southwest.

We landed in Tampa around lunch time, last Friday. A friend of mine recommended we hit The Colonnade. And I'm glad we did. Not only was it a quick drive from the airport, the food was delicious and set the tone for the rest of the trip.

This was the sign that greeted us, as we entered....this already got my stamp of approval.

You really can't go wrong with the shrimp scampi or bay scallops.

We had a seat next to the window, so we could see the bay. 

But no one warned us we might have a lunch guest. This little guy and his buddy kept running across the window seal. 

Here's the moral of this story. Next time you're in Tampa. Go visit The Colonnade.

I come back from vacation to find this...

The Duck Commander and Miss Kay have filmed a commercial for my parent company, Clayton Homes.

Harlem Shake

I have a feeling this internet sensation will disappear as quickly as it appeared, but before it goes, here are 3 of my favorite clips.

The first being lead by Smokey on the Hill and the other might come as a surprise, but the Pepsi Max clip with Jeff Gordon was pretty funny too.

And last, but not least, the Rocky Top Rowdies filmed their own version with Tobias Harris during the first TV timeout during Saturday's waxing of Kentucky.

Now, what will the next big thing be?

Super Bowl Sunday...

In a perfect world, the Denver Broncos would be playing today. They would win and when I venture to Sports Authority Field in July...Peyton Manning would have walked across the stage and handed the Lombardi Trophy to Kenny Chesney...right before the broke out with "Back Where I Come From".

But alas, we don't live in a perfect world and the Broncos lost their playoff game. Football, like life, comes full circle at times.

With no Peyton to root for, I'm forced to root for the team I grew up watching. The one and only San Francisco 49ers. Joe Montana is my all time favorite QB. Yes, I like him more than Peyton Manning. I didn't play with Barbie dolls as a kid. I had stuffed animals. But the 2 I remember the most were 2 stuffed football players. One was dressed in the green and white of my hometown University of Hawaii Rainbow Warriors. The other, gold and red, with a 16 on his chest. And I remember lugged both of them into Aloha Stadium on Saturday's. 

I've been going to and watching football games for a long as I can remember. There was a time period when I hated the 9ers, I didn't like Steve Young. In my mind, he was forcing out Joe Montana. I don't do well with change. But I've put the past in the past....it's all about the Niners tonight!!

One of my brightest ideas...

Ho hum, just another day in paradise. It's been a while since I've unloaded some thoughts...so here goes.

I have been fortunate to have the ability to travel at what seems like the drop of a dime. The older I get, the more I realize how important it is to grab life by the horns, since you never know when that specific opportunity might come along again.

If you know me, you know I never make New Year's Resolutions. But this year I did. I resolved to see my old friends, before more of that pesky thing called "life" got in the way. Part 2 of my resolution was to take a trip every month. OK, OK, Part 2 was kind of a stretch, but so far things are looking up.

January is the month to plan/budget. Holy cow, do you know how hard it has been for me to "budget". I know, I know, I sound like a spoiled brat, but that's how I roll.

February takes me to Vegas for my birthday weekend & to celebrate my Gramma's belated 80th birthday. Yes, we pushed the trip back so we could catch my birthday too. Insert spoiled comment again.

March take me & my Mom to Tampa for what else, Kenny Chesney and the kick off to his No Shoes Nation tour. Had to announced all of the dates in December, we would have been going to Vegas to see him at the Joint again, later this summer.

April -- nothing set in stone, so if you want to go on an adventure, just let me know.

May, I'm looking forward to this month like no other. I'm finally going to Chicago to visit one of my oldest and dearest friends. I've known Joel since 3rd grade. He was one of my first and best friends I made at St. Edward when I moved to Nashville. I have a feeling the Windy City will never be the same after our adventure.

June -- again, nothing that I know of...yet

July, another month I'm waiting for...I'm going to head out West and it's not Vegas. It's Denver, CO. I was suppose to go out there a few years ago, but those plans changed at the last minute. I'll also get to see another old friend and see Kenny one more time.

August...this one kind of came out of left field. One of my friends from HI noticed I was taking all of these trips and after our mini-reunion last year, thought we should make it a tradition. We talked about San Francisco, but the cost was too much for either of us to spare at this point in time. So, we go back to the old standard, VEGAS. I've known these girls since I was 5. You do the math. The last time the 3 of us spent the week in Vegas, I think we were 23. And we'll follow the code, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Period.

I'm tired after thinking about all of these trips, but I think this will be another summer to remember. Hope you stick around for the ride!