Monthly Archives: August 2018

My streak

Posted on August 12, 2018 by gary

My streak began exactly 16 years ago. August 12, 2002. We were in Flagstaff, a respite from the relentless Phoenix heat. I felt good. In fact, I felt absolutely perfect. It went by quickly. The first day of the streak … Continue reading →

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i am a murderer

Posted on August 10, 2018 by gary

He wore Italian shoes Like that’s supposed to mean something — the prophet larkin Today’s my First Official Rest Day ©, so I’m walking with Mo at the track. We’re surveying the damage to the trees after the chainsaw guys … Continue reading →

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don juan is where you find him

Posted on August 9, 2018 by gary

all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise — the prophet mccartney I go to the track fearful for the trees. My fears were not unfounded. Both trees that provide the track with a bit of … Continue reading →

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but no sightings of flying monkeys

Posted on August 8, 2018 by gary

A monsoon storm roars into our neighborhood. The wind is knocking down trees. Stuff is rolling around on the roof, which may or may not be coming off. The rain is torrential. The National Weather Service alerts are going off … Continue reading →

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shoes, part 2

Posted on August 7, 2018 by gary

If you spend a bunch of years running, you gradually learn what works for you. No matter how many good things you read about one shoe or how much someone else likes another, it’s all a matter of what works … Continue reading →

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