Monthly Archives: September 2012

Just weight

My good friend and fellow Texan Lance Armstrong, or at least his foundation, offers a pretty cool site for tracking food. I signed up and tried it for the first time today. And I’m baffled. It’s 10 p.m. My calculator … Continue reading

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4 miles (14:33)

Isn’t it funny how running colors your outlook on life? We were at our favorite bar/fish and chips/concert place today and this sticker had appeared on the window. Of course my first thought was of the unfortunate demise of Justin … Continue reading

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out of order

Longtime readers will recall the Great Six Cheese Sandwich Debacle of 2012. I spent the day wearing a big “out of order” sign. Maybe it’ll turn out to be a good thing. Back on track tomorrow. Or on road. Or … Continue reading

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4 miles (13:36)

There’s no joy on the treadmill. Unless you get up in time for “The View” and watch Joy Behar. But then, of course, you have to watch Joy Behar. Which is no joy. The treadmill is like eating chicken and … Continue reading

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4 miles (13:31)

Patrick dresses like a female and Squidward is smitten till Patrick takes his clothes off and Squidward needs a cold shower and Patrick’s mind is an enigma and the Secret Box contains an embarrassing photo of SpongeBob at a Christmas … Continue reading

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4 miles (13:34)

Last night was a shift designing the Ventura paper, so I didn’t get off work till 4 a.m. “I Love Lucy” marathon till about 6 a.m. (note to self: don’t paint the interior walls just before dumping a bunch of … Continue reading

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How young is too young?

M wants her niece to run her first race. She worries about the high obesity rate of today’s youths and wants to encourage her to begin a lifetime of fitness as early as possible. On the one hand, I applaud … Continue reading

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