I didn’t look very carefully at my calendar when I booked my races for this spring. The Garden Spot Village Marathon, I wanted to do because it was half of the “Road Apple Award.” If one completes that race (either the full or the half marathon) in the spring and then the Bird-In-Hand Half Marathon… Continue reading Where I sound my barbaric yawp
Month: April 2014
Where I resolve to be a better dog owner by landing face-first in mulch
I have two dogs. These are old, crotchety dogs who are set in their ways. And, they’re about as different, personality-wise, as can be. Hobbes had Duffy before I met her. He’s a Cairn Terrier stowaway from Texas. He likes warm. He likes quiet. If you’re good with math, the transitive property will tell you… Continue reading Where I resolve to be a better dog owner by landing face-first in mulch
Where bananas flood my youthful memories
Bananas. I love them, and I always have. My kids, also, love bananas. When I was a child, however, the dream of the perfect banana taunted me — brilliantly yellow without anything close to resembling a brown spot on the skin. I’d peel it and there would be no strands, whatsoever, because the perfect banana… Continue reading Where bananas flood my youthful memories
Where the wheels fall off at the end of a marathon
According to all of the training guides, I had underprepared. In the running world, “long runs” are supposed to happen once a week or so — it’s never necessary to run the whole distance you’re set to run, but you should feel comfortable having run about 2/3 of the distance . . . for that… Continue reading Where the wheels fall off at the end of a marathon
Where I geek my way into a fun weekend.
It started with an NPR story. I was on my way to work & they talked about a day-long party where all of the Lord of The Rings movies would be played where everybody would eat like Hobbits. Seriously, it seemed right up my alley. I filed the story in my memory banks, thought about… Continue reading Where I geek my way into a fun weekend.
Where I freak out a little bit about an upcoming marathon
If you’re new here, there it probably isn’t too much of a surprise to know that I have a marathon on the horizon — I mean, you come to a place like “Daddy Runs a Lot” you expect posts about a father who runs. A lot. And a marathon is a lot of running. But,… Continue reading Where I freak out a little bit about an upcoming marathon