Bruncvik

I can't think of any food or drink (save for alcohol, but I cut down to one drink per week) that I'd buy because of the brand. The majority of what I'm buying is from store private labels. Living in Europe, however, I do pay close attention to country of origin, and try to buy as close to home as possible.

So, sort of like Washington D.C. urbanities and tourists vs. much of the overflight country.

I think about getting this contraption once my balls start poking out of my shorts.

Two of my favourite game franchises are Civilization and The Elder Scrolls. I played them since the first game, and I still play them. The original Civ and Daggerfall are always with me on a USB stick, in case I feel like playing them, even when the computer doesn't have them installed.

The last games from the franchises I played were Civ IV and Oblivion. The next games required a download, and to this day I refuse to pay for a digital copy only. I have a huge backlog of older games on discs, so I don't mind that my recent game purchases are largely limited to collector editions on Kickstarter.

Are webcams that ubiquitous nowadays? My monitors never had one, and I could never be arsed to buy an external one, but perhaps I'm the weird outlier here.

I wouldn't mind that. I'm already finding it difficult to find a common topic to talk about with the twentysomethings.

I hear you. A few wrinkles around my eyes and daily cardio, and I haven't gotten so much young mom attention since I was taking my kids to the playground. 10 more years, and I may do the same with potential grandkids. That will be a deadly combo.

Oh give it a break. He was just caught trying to flick a booger he picked from his nose. I have the same embarrassed look in my face when someone sees me trying to do the same.

Thanks for the suggestions. I ran the Connemarathon and Dingle marathon, and both were pretty hilly (but the views were really awesome). Another I have on my list, Flanders Fields, seems to be flat, but looking at the finish times from the past few years, doesn't seem to be too fast. I'll check the ones you mentioned, especially Wales, as I could just take a boat there and make it a weekend.

Some women are like Faraday cages.

I ran Dublin six times. Then, I skipped due to injury, and instead of a guaranteed place I had to go through the lottery. Lost five years in a row, and gave up. I heard from friends, though, that last year there were no longer guaranteed entries for people who run the previous year, and nearly everyone had to go through the lotto. The main problem this caused was the breakup of long-term running groups, of people who trained together and ran the race together through many years.

I solved the issue for myself: I'm signing up for smaller marathons, usually outside cities. Little chances for PB's, smaller (if any) crowds, but the views more than outweigh these small issues.

There's a saying: If you are over 50 and nothing is hurting, you're in trouble. I haven't been in trouble since I turned 50, so I'd love a new, healthy body straight out of the cooler.