I’m having a phenomenally bad day at work today — I had to make a call to kill a project which not only means work made toward the project may have all been wasted, but it also means that, moving forward, I likely have a *lot* more work. It’s a bad enough day that I’m… Continue reading Where sanity and vanity conflict
Category: Keeping Active
Where I poke my head in during a busy streak
So it’s been far too long since I’ve posted – and as I’m wont to do when I try to get myself back in a writing groove, I present bullet points: As soon as Duffy and the kids leave for school in the morning, Luna, my cat, likes to follow me around. Every now &… Continue reading Where I poke my head in during a busy streak
Where I share my end of run thoughts
So, I’ve been running a fair bit more, lately. I’m still trying to figure out just what my running schedule will be throughout the year, but I do know I’ll be in Disneyworld, in April, running the Dark Side Challenge. And, howevermuch I like to claim that I can just “pull a half marathon out… Continue reading Where I share my end of run thoughts
Where I look at 2017 Resolutions
So 2016 is coming to an end. And I say good riddance. There is no shortage of things which leave me happy for new beginnings: the election results, Prince’s unexpected death, the election, the arrest of a friend, Donald Fucking Trump, Carrie Fisher. But when I look at why I’m disappointed in 2016, I’m realizing… Continue reading Where I look at 2017 Resolutions
Where I run the New York Marathon
As I’ve mentioned, I switched jobs in April — my new employer happens to be one of the major sponsors of the TCS New York Marathon. I was just checking my work email, randomly, on a Saturday night when I noticed “guaranteed entry to the New York Marathon.” I read it. I was intrigued. And… Continue reading Where I run the New York Marathon
Where I remember I’m Daddy Runs a Lot
Sometimes, I need to remind myself who I am. I’m a father, a son, a brother, a husband, a musician, some kind of weird technical person, a joker, a weekend toker, Some people call me Maurice. And I am Daddy Runs a Lot. What am I not? Daddy Writes a Lot1 So I’ve abandoned you,… Continue reading Where I remember I’m Daddy Runs a Lot
Where I return with stories of changes, running, and of course, random
It hasn’t been my choice to disappear . . . I’ve written before, about “not making a priority” for key things in my life. And, as loathe as I am to say it, blogging has not been a priority as of late. Part of the story of why I haven’t been around here is quite… Continue reading Where I return with stories of changes, running, and of course, random
Where I share a few fun stories about my kids
Just before Thanksgiving, we went as a family to visit New York City, which included a trip over the river to Medieval Times. There, Leila got a “jewel,” a blue glass paperweight shaped like a cut gem. After the show, we went back to the hotel, and in the morning, the kids were playing with… Continue reading Where I share a few fun stories about my kids
Where I check in with some random
I ran the Harrisburg Marathon I fared a good bit better than I did during my last marathon. I came in nowhere close to the 4 hours in which I was hoping to finish, but I felt good about my effort. Basically, I started out really strong, and was feeling great. I don’t know if… Continue reading Where I check in with some random
Where I inspect humility
I don’t think it’s a surprise to any of you that I take Tang Soo Do with both of my children. As an adult, I stand in a strange place in class — I’m certainly a student, I don’t know everything I need to know, but I’m an adult, and a parent at that, and… Continue reading Where I inspect humility