Today I'm heading over to Lebanon to watch my teenager (yes, the one mentioned earlier) run in both the 1500m and the 3000m. For those of you who don't get it, the 3000m is basically running 8 laps around a track...at full get-go. This gal has it! She starts and ends at the same pace, doesn't break a sweat, and can turn right around and chat with friends and reporters.
Then, this evening, we're going to see "Thing 1," Carnivorous Hippy's son and my daughter's boyfriend, get bashed about in a rugby match. I hope to see some of the blood and barfing CH has mentioned and described. I also have to wonder...do rugby players wear those striped rugby shirts and matching striped socks that I wore in the 8th grade...with gauchos, no doubt?