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Dec 7, 2022

Running With the Spirit of Dog


The Destructo Puppy was running free again this morning. I found her tormenting the elderly corgi from the other side of the fence with her freedom. Realizing that it was the second time that she escaped this morning alone (never mind the previous days before that), there seemed to be only one thing to do with all of that excess energy, so I grabbed a leash and away we went (much to the corgi's relief). Along the way, I taught her how to drink from an opened water bottle because it was…

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Today was supposed to be a simple non-stop 20 minute run at Choctaw Creek Park. I struggled early on, partly with the heat, and also because I haven't used the metronome to determine cadence in months. The huarache straps were a minor annoyance, but I thought I could get through the workout with little difficulty. I was in a fairly meditative state when I thought of Hildegard von Bingen's "Feather on the Breath of God", which I contemplated until my intestines rumbled, and I suddenly found…

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Thinking While Running... or About Running...


The year has, like other years past, not gone according to plan. I have fallen off of the running wagon yet again, and am slowly ambling back on. It hasn't entirely been due to a matter of willpower, however. I learned a couple of months ago that I have SLE (lupus) and RA. That explains a lot, and yet I quietly vow not to let them run me over (no pun intended). So I am on week 5 of the old standby that I have come to know so well: the Couch to 5K plan.

 

I honestly thought that I…

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If there's an upside to being a few weeks away from age 35, it's that I finally figured out a few things with regards to patience, perfection (or lack of it), and how to deal with setbacks. Sure, I don't burn off that doughnut that I scarfed down in the break room at work (I was rushed and STARVING) like I did ten years ago, but at least I don't freak out about it and go punish myself on the treadmill for ten miles when I get home from work. And when things don't go quite according to the…
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A Lesson from Nature


Or, "Even Geese Guano Has a Purpose" :)

I did a workout (as part of Eric's "Marathon Prep Camp") in the huaraches yesterday (despite the fact that I seem to have come down with a head cold, so nose breathing isn't always possible), then I decided to run barefoot on the grass next to the trail again for the last ten minutes (since I wasn't able to run on Wednesday). As I have come to expect, my feet found sand burrs (little round thorny balls of pain that seem to exist purely to…
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Starting Over... Again


I remember running as a kid in New England. Or rather, I remember running after multiple leg surgeries to deal with my external birth defects (I was born with femoral anteversion, which are basically really crooked legs). I would mistake myself for being fast, only to be out- sprinted by dang near everybody else all the time. I ran anyway, from bullies (I was an ugly kid, no bones about it), scary dogs, and more bullies. Sometimes, I'd even run with friends. The one thing I realize now, though…
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