Mornings. There are mornings and there are Mornings. This was the latter…or the prior, I forget which. The point is, it was morning. Early, dark, not quite as hot as to make you puke, but still hot. Rather than going to work I took the day off to hit the trails, cuz sometimes you just have to say “Fuck it, dude. I’m hitting the trails.” … Continue reading Voyeuristic Raccoons
It’s hot out there folks, like real hot. When its hot for a land going, desert loving, saliva spitting, water storing mammal like us, then you know it’s hot. So for the sake of safety lets review a few ways to beat the heat and keep pounding the trails. The booze; during the week, trade the elixir of life for some good old fashion water……HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! … Continue reading It’s So Hot, I Could Vomit. Wait. Yup. Just did.
We ran hard and fast We where on trail, long and hot It was only six miles!?!?????!?! Continue reading A Runner’s Runs Run for No Runner.
Let me tell you a few of my favorite things about trail running. The trees, the lightning bugs, the supprise ferral dogs, hogs and river otters. The feeling I did something hard and unnecessary. The soladaraty. But mostly…….mostly…….I enjoy the fact that I never run into drunk woman in their 20’s. Continue reading “When the Dog Bites, When the Bee Stings, When I’m Feeling Sad……”
This Mountain Camel eat more spider webs on today’s AM run then Doctor Octopus. Wish I was Doc Octopus, I could have used his extra arms to move my pudggy ass a bit faster. Instead my very human legs carried me in at a sluggish 36:45, on the standard 5k training loop. If I had super powers they would be to spit over great distances, … Continue reading Here’s Web in Your Eye.
Up at 450am….ok, 5:15, on the trails by 6, back in the truck 3 miles and 34:15 minutes later, showered and into work by 8. The rest of the day went just like that. Project. Deadline. Project. Deadline. Deadline. Project. Project. Deadline. Beer. Not that I’m complaining, this camel has a good life, just sayn’ my legs hurt. Continue reading The Fun of Early Morning Runs is The Busy Ass Day That Follows