It’s September: You All Know What That Means…

As many of you already know (and are probably wishing I would shut up about), I’m running a marathon at the beginning of October and just recently passed the 4-week countdown. As I’ve delved deeper into the training program I’ve become more and more of a morning person. I now have no trouble waking up before the sun, lacing up the sneakers and hitting the pavement while most of the world groggily slaps the snooze for just five more minutes of glorious rest.

It’s become habit. I wake up between 5:30 and 5:45, drink a glass of water, relieve myself of said glass of water, and by the time I’m running the sun is just beginning to peak over the horizon.

This morning, however, was different. As I sat on the front step tying my shoes I realized it was still dark. Very dark. My forearms were speckled with goosebumps. My nose was running. And my nipples were unusually pointy. For the first time in a long time, I noticed, I was cold. I couldn’t have been more thrilled.

Ladies and gentlemen, fall is on our doorstep.

The season of changing leaves, brisk winds, apple orchards and bonfires happens to be my personal favorite. Mid to late September is an unbelievable time to be alive (mostly because it is Library Card Sign-Up Month).

Upon making this abrupt realization another thought dawned on me. We are now ten days into what is possibly my favorite month, and I have thus far neglected my most sacred responsibility: I have yet to name a new Reader of the Month.

We’ve been having some first-rate conversation recently on a few weighty issues, and to be perfectly frank I don’t think this would have been possible without the input of September’s Zizzle-Zot Reader of the Month, so without further ado…

Congratulations Drew “Werd Yelof” Foley!

I don’t imagine anyone will deny that “Werd” has earned this honor with his consistent readership and stimulating commentary. By being willing to take stands that at times differ from my own, as well as those of fellow readers, Drew adds a unique dimension to every conversation. I know that the Zizzle-Zot community appreciates his input and looks forward to hearing his thoughts.

Mr. Foley, as he is known to the fourth graders he teaches in Rapid City, SD, just recently bought a home with his lovely wife, Brittany. In his spare time, he enjoys using his small arsenal of rifles and shotguns to shoot plates, bottles and televisions to pieces in the Black Hills, climbing to Harney Peak so he can spit off the top, and watching “The OC: Season 1” (just season 1) on DVD.

Good work, Werd!

Thanks for reading.