In the too much time on your hands department …. I heard there was a marathon this weekend and was talking with some runners about their race pace strategy. Everyone’s got a different strategy but it usually boils down to one of two things: either go out easy and “pick it up” on the last […]
Apologies to whomever wrote Proverbs 23:7 or Billy Shakespeare or whomever my title rips off. My running has gone to pasture, so I’ve not wanted to blog. What would I say? I would just complain. But I regained some motivation yesterday. I ran a 6K race Saturday morning in Georgetown. Jessica’s family lives up there, […]
Well, back to the abyss. I feel a need to shake things up, perhaps stirred would be more useful. More soluble that way. More interesting. I’d really prefer knob not degenerate into the mere recitation of splits and intervals, times and tempos. Been there, bored that. I’d like it if there were less “I” here. […]
I know we all have DV fatigue, but I’m going to try to milk every last drop out of this Marathon experience. I wrote about the race, and about the pre- and post-race happenings, but this is something even more personal, and I hesitate to share it. Virtually no one outside of my family knows […]
From fat, overweight blob to king of the mediocre, our backwater boy hit the smalltime with a number 66 single and grandiose self-love. But what was behind his meteoric rise to the middle? And did all the goofy Top 100 hats and self-showered accolades leave him in shambles, a twisted mess of man hopped up […]
What an experience. I’m afraid I’m a little overwrought about the whole thing, but for today, to hell with self-consciousness and what others think. It was my first marathon and has been an emotional adventure. My thoughts are a jumble so I hope I can do my feelings justice here. I’m not really sure where […]
“I don’t want to fail.” When your goal is to run at a pace that thousands of others can jog, is it possible to succeed? I wrote the above in an aborted blog post who knows when, and I just ran back across it. Ironic that I see it again two days before the marathon. […]
A bit more about introverts: if you’re going to be an introvert, don’t be “sensitive pony tail guy” from Singles. Don’t be that kind of introvert. The fake kind. The insincere, look at me brood kind. The Garth Brooks kind. Speaking of Singles, Cameron Crowe has written two of my favorite movies. Can you guess […]