It's Monday morning and, as usual, the quarterbacks are out in force. Amidst the chatter about yesterday's Dallas Cowboys' loss to the Philadelphia Eagles was the trenchant observation that Cowboys' quarterback Tony Romo never plays well with his girlfriend (Jessica Simpson, in this case) in the stands.
I'm betting that it's not her presence in the stands that matters. It's more likely that she cracked his skull into the headboard a few too many times on Saturday night, causing temporary goofiness. Which of course, as an inquiring triathlete mind, leads me to wonder why I've never encountered any discussion of the possible benefits (or detriments, God forbid) of pre-race, ummm, conjugal relations?
Though come to think of it, I don't care what so-called experts might say. I'm going for it! It's fun, relaxing and produces tons of endorphins. And my headboard's padded.
iPod Shuffle: "Sneakin' Sally Through the Alley" by Robert Palmer, from "Sneakin' Sally Through the Alley." ...trying to keep her outta sight. Hah! Nobody will ever convince me that iTunes' shuffle algorithm is random!
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