Monthly Archives: September 2012

4 miles (13:54)

Still locked in the throes of the Evil Squirrel Voodoo Curse, I’m having a hard time getting up my mojo to run. Mo has a suggestion: a new drug she has just acquired. She assures me it’s legal. It’s called … Continue reading

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In search of a puddle

The Prophet George Sheehan said it best in “Running & Being”: “And so my fitness program succeeded because it was absurd. “It was nonsense for someone my age to decide to become an athlete. Purely preposterous to concentrate the intensity … Continue reading

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3 miles (13:33)

The best thing about having the world’s crappiest run (yesterday) is that you can have a crappy run (today) and still say “well, at least it wasn’t as bad as yesterday.” About today’s run: Well, at least it wasn’t as … Continue reading

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Shadows on the track

“They’re fixing the track!” My old pal Dom was on the phone, delivering news she was sure I would be delighted to hear. I, on the other hand, had no idea the track was broken. Longtime readers will recall I’m … Continue reading

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Dear Fiona

Hi. Sorry about that Texas thing. Who knew it was illegal to tour with hash browns? I know that checkpoint all too well. I lived in Arizona for many years and drove through it a million times on my way … Continue reading

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It’s always something

We’re in the Cost Plus House of Things Made in China to Look Like they Were Made in India looking for a steamer. Because nobody makes fake bamboo imports like Cost Plus. But first we stop by the furniture nook … Continue reading

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3 miles (14:17)

We walk into the running store, and there they are. A man and a woman are sitting at a long table with a stack of race bibs. My Pavlovian reflexes, long set in their ways, kick into overdrive. They’re yakking … Continue reading

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