Blog entries by rb2001
If Superman ever put glasses on Lois Lane's dog would she say, "I've never seen this dog before. Is this a new dog?"
I was excited to be part of my first IBRD event. No matter how independent one may feel, the truth remains that we are built for relationships. Being together with like minded folks is always a plus. As much as I enjoy communicating on our community forums, I looked forward to conversations...
A post by our fearless leader, TJ , got my head churning (see post here). Many thoughts and ideas have been floating around lately and this article seems to have created the catalyst to turn them into viewpoints. I think these viewpoints will not be all that popular in this community. I have...
How is it possible that people in Virginia don't just break into a spontaneous running event on an April weekend?
I was staying in the Fairfax area of this state for business purposes. My colleague drove the rental and I ignored him as I marveled on my map all the trails in the area. Not only...
Ow, ow, ow. Muther-ow! ow.
All my barefoot runs, which have been only a few, have benfitted from smooth, clean surfaces: the gym till I got booted and the sidewalk on the two warm days in early March. I decided to change that last night.
The mornings are still a bit cold for me to handle the...
When one really understands the truth that children are our future, they are immediately filled with an awful sense of foreboding.
I recently broke the 4 mile barrier for my daily runs. My post-run self feels a quicker recovery afterwards as well. I am not dying when the run ends. I can start picking up the pace so I can go farther in the same amount of time.
Last week I ran a two outdoor runs barefoot. They were the...
The Zombie Apocolypse is largely feasible due to the sedentary lifestyle most of us live.
I confess jealousy at the Mediterranean and Tropical dwellers who can kick off shoes and run barefoot year round. By the time I am working on my Halloween costume, the temps are dropping and the rain is looking to become precious little snowflakes. It's nearly March and the possibility of a...
Sometimes odd thoughts come to me when I run. I have to filter them first. Occassionally I keep one. This is such a thought:
The Miss America Paegant would be much more fun if the States had names like Understood, Appropriated, Taken, and Led.
Last week I went to Northern Montana for my Son's wedding. While there, I stayed in small montana town that looked more like a single granery. You accessed it from a nearby exit that to this day must still make the Montana Dept. of Transportation ask, "why?"
I ran on a gravel road that began...
I have gotten better at my running, but I am still slow. I expect this to be the case since I started late in my life. If I hear a heckle from a young runner like "keep going gramps" as I weakling my way along a path, I treat it as a compliment. However, I made no emotional preparations for the...
My maiden blog about my running begins with a tip of the hat to Mr. McDougall which is the equivalent of a single prepubescent squeal at a boy band concert. Folks recommended his book to me with high praise and others warned against it with strong virtiol. Both groups seemed to miss the point of...