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I was going to write about my first week back to Gazelles, my official start of marathon training, the tempo run today, the achilles update. But that all seems so lame after learning more about by Grandfather (more on that in a moment), so I’ll save it for another post.
I found out the other [...]
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If a 4-year old calls a dryer a dryer, what does he call a washing machine? A “Wetter” of course.
Yeah, so I ran home from work on Tuesday. Why the hell not? Roughly eleven miles, give or take some parking lots, and 95 minutes total (counting the blessed Barnes & Noble water stop on Brodie), 88 minutes running time. If you didn’t know, and I guess I never really thought about it, South Lamar [...]
A lady at church hounds me to write. Not this blog, just in general. “A sentence?” she asks. “A grocery list? Anything?” Nothing, I tell her. “One must always put pen to paper when one is a writer. You are a writer. Writer’s must write.” A Londoner, she has that glorious British way of speaking. [...]
I reserve the right to be fickle.
Hmmm … Running? Workouts? Races?
I think my mileage has been 45, 51, 44 the last 3 weeks. Did a couple of doubles last week before my trip to Colorado to load up and counteract the looming beer and beef and BS. One afternoon I was planning on doing [...]