The day before Thanksgiving, I worked from home. What started with “maybe I should work from home because the office will be a ghost town” turned into “I’m not sure I’ll be able to make it into the office to ensure that I’m there for a 6:30 meeting” turned into “no way I’m leaving home… Continue reading Where snow brings out The Force
Month: November 2014
Where I present five random facts about myself #oldschoolblogging
If you asked me, until the time I was about 11, what I wanted to be, while there was a chance I might have responded “fireman” or “policeman” or “doctor,” more than likely, I’d have answered “mad scientist.” To be honest, Doctor Horrible is kind-of my hero. No question stresses me out more than “what… Continue reading Where I present five random facts about myself #oldschoolblogging
Where I chronicle an exceptionally busy day
My alarm goes off at 5am. Yesterday, however, my day started just before 4am. Benji was outside, barking. Duffy went downstairs to bring him back in — but, after he came in, there was still noise being made, because Pip, our lovely cat, was caterwauling. Duffy came upstairs as the loud meows continued. “She’s stuck… Continue reading Where I chronicle an exceptionally busy day
Where my #symphonynight selfies take on a life of their own
Where I try to get all fancy with my lunches
Yes, the title is “Daddy Runs a Lot,” but I don’t run all that much, to be honest with you. When I do run, it’s typically for long distances, and I enjoy running — but, I don’t run like I once used to (I just don’t have enough time). I do try to keep myself… Continue reading Where I try to get all fancy with my lunches
Where accomplished & discouraged intersect
Saturday, I mostly rested. Saturday night, I prepared my breakfast as I made dinner, went to bed early, & mostly slept well. For the day before a marathon, I was far-better prepared than I’ve ever been, previously. I got to City Island, got my bib, prepared myself. The horn went off, and I started running.… Continue reading Where accomplished & discouraged intersect
Where I think to Sunday’s Marathon
This Sunday, I’m running. At the end of a marathon, it’s going to hurt whether you’re speeding up or slowing down. You may as well push. – Summer Sanders I’m running 26.2 miles. Marathon running, like golf, is a game for players, not winners. That is why Callaway sells golf clubs and Nike sells running… Continue reading Where I think to Sunday’s Marathon
Where I vlog about getting into running
Where I think of the number five
Five. My son is five years old today. Heck, I still have issues coming to terms with the fact that I’m a parent (yeah, yeah, I know, you’re at “Daddy Runs a Lot,” you expect the dude creating content to be a parent, but, well, being a parent means that I’m supposed to be responsible… Continue reading Where I think of the number five