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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 [...]
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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. [...]
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. [...]
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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 [...]