Category: Running

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Knob and I aren’t so close anymore. Oh, we’re still acquainted, but not intimate as before. Thus, this. Only 39 miles last week. Seventeen miles up and down Mt. Bonnell the previous Saturday, after two hard 70 mile weeks, left my hamstring and knee tender as a teenager’s heart. Tried 800s on Thursday and had […]

Somebody asked. I answered. “Life is good, family is great, I run a lot, my job is terrible. That’s about it in a nutshell.” 4×1200, solo during lunch, at a park near my house today. Disappointing, averaged 4:04, spent too much effort. Eight Spring Creek repeats on Tuesday, felt strong. 17 miles on Sunday. 5 […]

Just a piddly little update, nothing interesting. Though I’m reminded of a somewhat-too-precious internet blurb I read today. Speaking of “the organizing principle of David Foster Wallace’s writing: If we must say something, let’s at least only say true things.” RIP Mr. Wallace, I never read any of your books, but I’m not sure I […]

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 […]

a few weeks ago i resolved to quit posting my life on the web, including this blog, but elsewhere too. i kept hearing people refer to things on here and say things that didn’t seem very nice. most of them were probably joking, and its my own fault, what can you expect for the narcissism? […]