November 7, 2017 – Man Overboard

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I’m up to 10,000 words-plus on my “oh-woe-is-me-recovery” that I’m growing ever more confident will for the good of all will never see the light of internet photons. Albeit that may be more to minimize my embarrassment over how very pathetic and infuriatingly lame that wallowing claptrap is. But in the meantime, here’s a shot […]

November 5, 2017 – A Message in a Virtual Bottle

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I’ve got a draft five thousand word (and counting) essay on the slow, painful recovery I’m trying to piece together for my running “career.” It like the recovery itself is going poorly.  Maybe it will never be posted. But I’m still trying for a comeback on the running side. I’ve abandoned my Panamá Canal Palindrome […]

The Missing Pieces – October 26, 2017

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Still not sure if this will get lost in the web hosting company changeover. Hence – the Missing Pieces. October 26, 2017: Yesterday I received this email from the Kathmandu Urban Marathon: I’m trying to use it as motivation for recovery and rebuilding my training. It’s amazing how quickly I feel like any endurance and […]

The Missing Pieces – October 25, 2017

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October 25, 2017 – Holding Pattern While I’m laid up and feeling awful, I thought I might as well try and finalize the migration of runkevinrun.com to a new web hosting service.  They’ve apparently transferred 40 gigs of data from the old company to the new and I’ve just updated all the DNS Name Servers […]

Wallow, Kevin. Wallow.

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It’s impossible to define a person by one single line, yet we often do just that.  Whether it’s the Bridget Jones style of introducing someone at a party with thoughtful details, or the personality types in work-place communication seminars, there are “quintessence” identifiers we use as shorthand for ourselves and others. That’s Alex – he […]

Clubber Lang was right.

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Prediction? Pain. The Ventura Marathon? It’s a top tier dumb thing. So much pain. Stiff and sore and it hurts to move, to not move, to shift, to amble. I haven’t tried sashaying yet but I can only imagine that would end poorly. I’m going to forgo running for at least the next five days. […]

The Ventura Marathon

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There remains little doubt that the dumbest fuckin’ thing I’ve ever done was a polar plunge in Antarctica. But there also remains little doubt that age is never an assurance of wisdom.  There have been any number of actions, decisions, moments, things that I’ve done, made, initiated or participated in of late that frankly have […]