I’d like to polish the Knob more often, hopefully this is a start. I still have goals, and I thought it was beneficial in the past to recount them here, so I’d like to resume that habit. It’s tiresome to be so navel-gazing all the time though, so I’d like the Knob to branch out […]
Well what’s this? A web log, or as the kids call it these days, a b’log? Why yes, yes it is. Keeping the knob on life support, hanging on by a thread. It’s been a couple months since I last posted some gibberish about cat pictures, so how about a return to the days of […]
Interesting mystery. In March 2009 Jessica took this photo of her cat Mr Friday with her iPhone, but she didn’t upload it to Facebook until August 13, 2009. As far as we know, the photo never left her iPhone. On April 2nd, 2009 her brother forwarded a chain email full of “Awesome Photos”. At the […]
All that’s left is to run the race that is set before us. The physical work has been successful, the mental preparation has been sturdy. Reconciling the two, the mental and the physical, is a reward in itself, but today the race is the thing, the act itself. The lead-up week looked like this: 21 […]
One of the marathon’s odd properties is it’s affect on time. Some months before the appointed date you get inspired, sign up excitedly and it feels like the race is right around the corner. I have to train now! Then the months drag on and you think the race will never happen. I peaked too […]
San Antonio marathon in four days and as always it’s a crap shoot. I’ve never been more fit than I have this fall, but there’s also the weather — expected to be in the mid 60s at the start, humidity, chance of showers … bring it on madre. Of course the last time I ran […]
Summer is not over, obviously (hello 105 degrees!), but with vacations left only to scrapbooks and Facebook, Jessica returning to work in a couple weeks and the boys back to school soon after that, it feels like summer is drawing to a close, is already a mere memory. So I thought I’d post a report, […]
Not to put too fine a point on it, but that last post … the Boston Marathon Race Report … sucked big Boston clam balls. Besides being boring, bland and banal, it was full of ingratitude. I complained for half a paragraph about my freaking gloves for great diety’s sake! Good grief, it was the […]