Everybody’s walking like the new kid in town

It is well-known that my two main hobbies are running and TV-watching. I like to think I have sophisticated TV taste, rejecting the Two and Half Men laugh track style of show for the types of shows usually ignored by the broader public and cancelled after 2-3 amazing seasons.

But sometimes I get bored and I find myself watching embarrassing shows written for the masses. And sometimes those shows talk about running. This poses a problem for me, because I love to write about the collision of running and TV. But by writing about the collision of the embarrassing show and running my facade of good TV taste crumbles into a pile of badly stereotyped characters and cheesy one-liners. Continue reading

Day by day I’m feeling stronger

You may recall that about six months ago I did something new. I started running with a coach and his club. You may recall that I was a little bit nervous about running with a coach and his club. Continue reading

I’ve got my orange crush

My least popular posts are the ones in which I write about my latest unnecessary running purchase. You’ve been warned. Continue reading

We were back on the freeway

I left you hanging. If I ever checked my email I’d probably find hundreds of messages asking me if I finally did it. Or just five emails about my newest twitter followers. One or the other. This time I focussed on the west side. The stakes were raised when I saw signs indicating that several of the quiet windy roads are being reclaimed as burial plots. The roads may be disappearing faster than I can run them. Continue reading

As they speed through the finish the flags go down

I’ve mentioned (too) many times that I started running late in life and I’ve never benefitted from formal training or coaching in my highschool/university years. I’m entirely self-taught. Continue reading

Some balls are held for charity

I am not a ten year old boy, but I really want to run the 26.4 mile London Sack Race. I want to run the 26.4 mile London Sack Race because … Continue reading

I cross the ocean for a heart of gold

Well, that went better than expected. Way better than expected. By that I mean Around the Bay 30K, edition 118. This was my 5th time running the race, so I knew what to expect. Except I wasn’t expecting a humidex reading (it is March, where’s the windchill?), or the plague (again!), or another tendonitis flare-up (back on prescription strength anti-inflammatories) … so I also wasn’t expecting a great run. Which I said, publicly.

I wasn’t sandbagging. Really. Really!

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