but for the arm on my recliner, my fate would mirror this poor fellow’s on many an evening.  but i press on.


Interesting and enlightening article on Washington Post.com…

I can certainly attest to the “…there are some huge differences — physiological, logistical and psychological — between running far and running really, really far.” quote…and I’ve only checked off the 50K and 50-miler distances!

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Number 10

September 29, 2015 — Leave a comment

On September 20th, I ran my tenth marathon and second trail marathon: West Coast Trail Runs‘ Fall Out of Summer out at Calero County Park.  It was my slowest marathon (so far); but, in some ways, as I finished, I felt the most accomplished. Between the high heat and challenging climbs (six in total with two CAT 2s), I WAS NOT about to let this course beat me.


Photo Cred: West Coast Trail Runs

And so I didn’t…I sucked it up and gritted it out.  Yeah, I was the dead-last finisher (4 out of 4), but still got ‘er done.

At the mile 18 aid station when I realized i was the only marathoner still on the course, I joked with (ok, apologized to) Guy about making him and the others hang around.  He assured me they were there for the event’s full duration (there was an 8-hour limit) and to (in so many words) run my run.  At the mile 21 aid, I told Guy that I was doing my best to get them out of there by 2PM.  I finished at 2:08 (a time of 6:08:28), so I was just a tad over my revised, revised, revised goal of 6 hours – I seriously thought I’d be able to knock this thing out in 5 hours.  Wrong.  The second loop is where the butt-kicking commenced as the mostly unshaded, hot course took its toll (loop 1, 2:44:30 / loop 2, 3:23:58.)  But, I got ‘er done

Many, many thanks to Guy, Maria, and great volunteers for their support all day and for sticking around for me to finish – there was 1h:15m between me and the finisher before me (gulp).  It says a lot about an event and the RD to keep the whole crew, all finish line equipment set-up, and a full assortment of finish line food and drink for one, lone runner.  This was my first West Coast event…it definitely won’t be my last.

At any rate, this was a tough one and the first of four longer-distance runs that will round out 2015:

  • 2 – 26.2s
  • 1 – 50K,
  • 1 – 50-miler
  • …plus a 10K and a 13.1 thrown in for good measure.

Nike released a new video last week titled “Last”.  While this was marathon number ten for me, i can totally identify with the woman’s expression at :53…



National Dog Day

August 26, 2015 — Leave a comment

“People can learn a lot from dogs. When someone you love walks through the door, even if it happens 5 times a day, you should go totally insane with joy.” – Denali*

I miss our Annie terribly.

I’m grateful for our new pup, Henry.

I’m challenged by the quote above…

*From the Vimeo description: “The end quote of the film is an excerpt from an incredible story by writer David Dudley that we highly suggest reading: ‘What Our Dogs Teach us about Aging.’ aarp.org/health/healthy-living/info-2014/aging-in-dogs.html [Thank you for saying it so perfectly, David]”

Good one

May 11, 2015 — Leave a comment

I’ve been using Lose It! for over five years now…TRUTH!

I think many would agree: Facebook has it’s good and bad aspects. For me, it can be a great source of information, connection, and annoyance…all within seconds and sometimes simultaneously.

Reconnecting with people has been a great part of Facebook for me – even if that reconnection is completely virtual and infrequent.

Among my FB friends are four teachers and a principal from high school – it’s weird, but even now, I still call them Mr. or Mrs. <insert name>…I guess it’s just a habit.

This morning, i read that one of them passed away.

I am often terrible at memories or reminiscing (my wife can confirm this), but there are a few memories that I have from high school, which for me was a very small private school which, amongst other things, offered great teachers and an overall great learning experience.

Mrs. B was a teacher who challenged me – but she did it in a way that garnered participation and, ultimately, appreciation.

You see, while challenging us with critical thinking, she often lulled us into conversation (and learning) with mulled cider.  Yep, that cider memory has stuck with me to this day.  I could never for the life of me detect/see/get the “underlying meaning of what <inset author’s name> meant when he or she wrote <insert passage>” thing; but Mrs. B’s mulled cider during class sure made it easier to try.

I’m not really a mulled cider drinker; but, each time I smell it or order one for my wife at Starbucks, there will now always be one person that comes to mind.

Mrs. B impacted the lives of many – I was lucky enough to be one of them.

She will be missed…and seen again.


April 9, 2015 — Leave a comment

sometimes hearing the details makes things worse

but details are necessary

stick to your regimen, no matter how long
sticking to said regimen delays you

unless someone’s life depends upon
you being on time of course

All stages of life have sucky parts

accept it. deal with it. seek out unsucky parts

writing a comment or response then deleting
it is both therapeutic and wise

making sure to delete the comment and not
hitting the return/enter
button is crucial

i love running in the rain

yep, yep

what is normal, anyway?


sometimes being an optimist is tiring