This is Pi Day : Bonus #038.1
Hey! Look under there!
I just made you say underwear.
I ran a half marathon this past weekend and in the minus-twenty, brutal weather, bone-numbing cold of it I was trudging along the icy route pondering my own sanity and wrestling with the possibility that I may have misjudged it’s very existence.
Of the four hundred racers, all manner of athletic prowess could be seen — as well as all manner of athletic gear. Tubes, toques, buffs, mitts, balaclavas, headbands, wraps, ski goggles, and more… anything to break through the cold. And it was so cold. One guy who passed me actually — no, really, had three-inch-long icicles dangling from his earlobes. And the race volunteers were dancing, jumping, and never-stop-moving as they reminded us that we runners were all actually a lot warmer than them. Sadly, they were probably right.
Afterwards, basking in the post race defrost, it was a brunch-driven debrief … sometimes literally, as more than one of us was wearing multiple pairs.
This is Pi Day : Bonus #037.1
Must have been a love muffin?
Here’s hoping someone sweet makes you something sweet.
This is Pi Day : Bonus #036.1
All spouses depicted in this
film comic are entirely fictitious. Any similarity to actual events or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
This is Pi Day : Magpie Bonus #016.1
Every day I run with my sole mates.
If you’ve been reading this comic for the last year… well… then you need to get your memory checked. I’ve officially been online for three months! But thanks for hanging in there with me, either way.
If you like my running comics, also known as my magpie shorts, then you may have noticed that magpies are kinda, sorta, s’posed to be … well, bluntly… all those people who don’t participate, but like to comment from the sidelines. I have a few of those precious people in my life, love them to the ends of the earth, but they never quite get it, do they?
Who am I to say anything tho… I barely get it myself.
This is Pi Day : Panorama Bonus #012.1
Did you know that you can avoid sleep-walking by leaving your bike beside your bed each night?
Then you can sleep-ride instead.
Apparently it was bike week at The is Pi Day. It’s like shark week, but with spokes instead of teeth. And besides, a bike with teeth would actually just become a bit of a vicious cycle… of bad puns.
Actually, I didn’t set out to draw a bunch of cycling comics this week, but having spent the spring exploring our city –at least the bike trail parts of it– for the first time with The Girl who can now ride further than the playground, it’s become fertile ground for some deep conversations… and some “did you really just say that” moments.
As depicted in the strip, we’ve done a bit of that too: she bikes, I run, and then I pass out from sheer exhaustion as a result of attempting to keep up with her. It was so much easier for me when her tires were one-third the size. She’s just a bit of a cycle-path that way, indifferent to her poor dad’s suffering.