Sometimes. When GJB wants to take it easy on a long group run. He’ll invite me. Because I’m slow. Actually getting slower by the minute. So having me tag along eases the pressure of maintaining pace. With people like North Mountain Overlord. And Dude With The Charming And Disarming Smile. And freakin Winner. Apparently. Did … Continue reading 311 to 220. Survival.
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Poison Response
My apologies to the people I’ve ignored this weekend. I’ve spent most of it in a Benadryl-fueled haze of calamine lotion and poison ivy google searches. Which. Probably don’t ever start googling things that have the word rash in them. There are images you can’t unsee. I just put Godiva chocolate liqueur in my coffee … Continue reading Poison Response
That Time I Accidentally Ran 22 Miles
“Oh, you’ve got this nice gymnasium floor.” And I do. It is cool. But dude works here. And I was probably the fifth gymnasium apartment he’d visited. The floor was not a new experience for him. The problem was. I forgot that maintenance was coming through to check the sprinklers. And I’m currently unemployed. So … Continue reading That Time I Accidentally Ran 22 Miles
They Say It’s Good Luck
Apparently if I don’t write about things. People don’t believe they actually happened. So, I got shit on by a bird. Tuesday. At yoga. I was there at rooftop yoga. Which is generally cool. Because you can see the mountains surrounding the bowl that is Roanoke. From up on top of Center in the Square. … Continue reading They Say It’s Good Luck
Leadville Heavy Half
Y'all heard of this? Leadville Heavy Half? Not quite the Leadville 100. But not just a standard half marathon either. 15.5 miles. At 10,500 feet. And climbing on up above 13,000 feet. In Leadville, Colorado. As I've already mentioned. There is no oxygen in Colorado. These people just surviving on weed and views. We at … Continue reading Leadville Heavy Half
Social Anxiety Coping Skill
Had my therapy appointment yesterday. With my therapist who I will refer to as “they.” Because I haven’t figured out their pronouns yet. And I refuse to ask. Because it’s my therapy. And I only want to talk about me during my therapy. And they haven’t asked my pronouns yet either. So I damn sure … Continue reading Social Anxiety Coping Skill
Leadville Training
“So you’ve just given J-Vicious all day to plan your workout.” *sigh* I know... Monday morning. I was lying in the comfort of Magical Roanoke Yoga’s basement. Allowing her to massage. And yoga my body. Into various states of stretching. And relaxation. I can’t even describe how amazing it is to have someone else stretching … Continue reading Leadville Training
Ironman 70.3 Blue Ridge Volunteering
“So, 73.2 is the water temperature right now?” Yes. “Do you think it will get warmer?” Well, it’s gonna be above 90 all weekend. And that lake is enclosed. It doesn’t get any traffic. So I suspect it could get up to 76. “How deep is it?” ... And see. I was doing so well … Continue reading Ironman 70.3 Blue Ridge Volunteering
A Little Late for the Cove
Look. We’ve done some shit. Rogue and I both have done some legit shit. In just the last few years that we’ve known each other. We’ve run Chicago Marathon. And America’s Toughest Road Marathon. Did that one twice. In the same race, matter of fact. Ragnars. Trail and Road. Spartans. We’ve Trifecta’d. That shit ain’t … Continue reading A Little Late for the Cove
PFSF Revolt
I was just sitting in my car. Minding my own business. Trying to talk Fall Risk into coming to the gym. I was in the middle of typing, “I’d love to go home and take a nap, but J-Vicious is-“ And that’s the point at which he reached through my window and snatched my phone … Continue reading PFSF Revolt
