Eleven days. Why the heck am I so damn nervous? See, I’m running a half-marathon in 11 days. I’ve run two full marathons, and I’m training for a third (that one is in 39 days). If I have a few hours with nothing to do? I’ll just go run 13 miles & change. I’ve conditioned… Continue reading Where I discuss my nervousness over an upcoming run
Category: Keeping Active
Where I conjure the end of a run
Pressure mounts from within. My heart beats, faster and faster, causing my chest to ache. The sound of my feet, pounding on the pavement, strikes and reverberates against quiet homefronts, making it sound like someone coming up, quickly, behind me. I push myself faster to keep that person in check. My legs strain. I struggle,… Continue reading Where I conjure the end of a run
Where I say “hello” at my new digs
I’m not changing anything around here, but I have taken some duties with the lovely ladies who formerly ran the Red Dress Club (I hope the fact that they changed their name doesn’t mean I can’t show up in a red dress for the picnic) – so why don’t you go read what I’m doing… Continue reading Where I say “hello” at my new digs
Where I chronicle my Monday mornings
This Monday, I figured I’d share a little bit about what my Monday mornings are like. Because things on my end are downright crazy. – Weekends are more structured than they used to be, but since I have a 6am videoteleconference with my team in Manila, things are truly a whirlwind around me until I… Continue reading Where I chronicle my Monday mornings
Where I look for inspiration
I was chatting with a very dear the friend the other day, and, somehow, the words “you’re inspiring” were used. I may have blushed, and then I tried to figure out how this happened. See, I don’t see myself as inspiring. I see myself as a guy, trying to “keep his head above water,” who… Continue reading Where I look for inspiration
Where I just let the crazy come as it may
I’m a bit fried this week, so let’s just go bullet-point style: I’ve written more this week than I have in a long, long time, but I haven’t actually posted any of it because none of it is anywhere near complete. I like to think this is me, trying to get more mature with my… Continue reading Where I just let the crazy come as it may
Where I call myself a triathlete
Unlike that first marathon, I had a time that I wanted to beat here. I never admitted that time to anyone but my inner dialog, but it was there. I kept telling people this was “only” a sprint triathlon, because that’s all it was. Why do I say this, though? Because there’s no shortage of… Continue reading Where I call myself a triathlete
Where I ramble on, and on, and on, and on about a bicycle ride through Iowa
Before the ride, I was told that the ride was huge. I was told that Iowa was not, as commonly perceived, flat. I was told that it would be hot. I thought I had prepared myself for all of this, but I was wrong. The ride was truly crowded at points. There were portions that… Continue reading Where I ramble on, and on, and on, and on about a bicycle ride through Iowa
Where I contain my giddiness
So, I really mean to post here, often. But, I seldom do. Work, and family, and music, and that stupid need to sleep, get in the way. The next two weeks, everything changes. For the first time in my life, I’m taking two consecutive weeks of vacation. When I started this job, I made them… Continue reading Where I contain my giddiness
Where I blather on about my love of running
So, I finally got back into the swing of things this past weekend. Well, I’d been working out when I could, but I haven’t been running, at all. Time had been truly precious around here, so I’ve been doing the 30-minute circuit at Planet Fitness over lunch . . . it gets my heart rate… Continue reading Where I blather on about my love of running