My left ankle. Both hips. The side of my groin that bothered me a year and a half ago. My left calf, which felt as hard as a baseball for the last four miles. Yeah, 10 miles hurts. But it also feels pretty good. When I had jury duty last week, Beth and I talked… Read More 3. ow.
I’m running 10 miles tomorrow. Let me be more specific. I’m traveling 10 miles on foot tomorrow. Some of that will be running. Some will be walking. I was bothered by this mix as recently as a couple weeks ago, but I’m good with the idea tonight. Fred came out from Columbus to join me… Read More 2. ten.
I used to do these as a matter of course. Back when I was a more frequent blogger, National Blog Posting Month was a regular thing for me. For four straight Novembers, I successfully completed the challenge, and I added several other months once the organizers took it monthly a few years ago. And even… Read More 1. what stress?
So. How’s your day going?
I need to take some lessons from my cat. Things have been … stressful … recently. Getting by as a single-income household, even temporarily, is difficult. I face new challenges at work; I welcome those, because many involve changes that are overdue, but they are difficult nonetheless. It’s a lot of pressure. I don’t like… Read More under pressure.
Normally, tradition dictates that on my birthday I would post a single picture of an Ohio State football player whose jersey number reveals my rapidly advancing age. But this morning, I had such an incredible beginning to start of my new age that I’m going to alter tradition a bit. Miles was trying to get… Read More an illustrious start.
Uncle Crappy 