I signed up for boot camp. This is not an epitaph. It was a voluntary decision made after too many spicy tuna rolls at our local sushi house. But now I’m scared. There will be work involved. More work than placing one foot in front of the other while running. I’m going with a friend… Continue Reading
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Totally random running thoughts
I do my best thinking when running. It must be the extra oxygen pumping through my brain fueling the brilliance. Conversely I could just be thinking I’m having great ideas when really I’m oxygen-deprived because I started cramping up somewhere around the 1.5km mark. Either/or. * Things to learn to do when you’re a runner:… Continue Reading
Kick me when I’m down (much obliged by the way)
Yesterday I put myself out there for a virtual kick in the pants and friends were quick to oblige – things that make you say hmmm. But I knew that they did it out of love, or at the very least as a manifestation of a sick sense of humour, which is why we’re friends… Continue Reading