This has been a rough 48 hours. From departure red-eye issues at LAX, to rental car snafus in Cincinnati Airport (located in Kentucky FWIW), to a drunken belligerence at the college town, to a painful run with nagging chronic injuries, the final insult was my flight home as delayed so I’ll miss my connection and […]
It’s been a minute, as the slanglish sentence structure says. But as I missed the back way into my hotel (which turns out is the ONLY way to my hotel), I flashed to a dusty highway for Marion Crane. While there aren’t 50 vacancies, there also is a sense that this is not a place […]
Nope. Most days my body isn’t able to do what it used to do. But when the heart’s not in it, it’s REALLY hard going. And today was one of those days when I just couldn’t muster any enthusiasm. An ennui day. No endorphins kicked in. It was just a slog of a day. Been […]
Another year, another exorbitant entrance fee with mandatory “platform fee” charges added on to said fee.
Another year, another no-go for NYC…
“So, you’re the one,” a couple said to me as I stood waiting for the start of the Modesto Marathon. Uncertain if they were about to tell me I should accompany them to Alderaan if I were to learn the ways of the Force and/or if there was in fact “no spoon,” I opted to […]
Last week saw a field of 82 people running the Sand Hollow Marathon. This morning the race announcer said 26,000 people were running the LA Marathon. So, ya know, no plaque today my friends. I’ve said this before (and if I’m not SUPER lazy from the run or just in general, I’ll link back to […]
If you’re old and the field is small enough (less than 100 runners for the marathon this morning), you sometimes get a plaque. Fourth overall, first in my age group. It wasn’t a BQ (a more than 13 minute miss), but it was good enough to pseudo-podium this morning out in Hurricane, UT. I drove […]
A year ago I ran this race and found myself texting back and forth with my boss about vampire lore. He apologized for interrupting my Saturday and asked what I was up to and I told him I was on a bus to run a marathon. He insisted I stop working and do whatever I […]
Thirty-plus years ago, my high school gym teachers doubled/tripled up on their course loads beyond their physical education instruction periods. They’d proctor “Health” classes and in some cases they’d be stuck lecturing the “Highway Safety” class that is forever associated with “scared straight” videos entitled “Blood on the Blacktop” or “Drunk Driving – Kill, Kill!” […]