Monthly Archives: March 2006

Friday was a run day but my legs were still sore (from the bike ride and the running and swimming I had done Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday), I didn’t want to go, and I wondered as I headed out the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

And I don’t mean me – I mean my new tenant. I have been remiss in introducing “Just Expressing Myself” brought to you by – the woman who is just expressing herself. Her entries are short, sweet, to the point … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Sharon Stone is telling girls the world over that if they get into a situation where they can’t avoid sex they should just give a blow job because it’s safer. I’d like Sharon to please explain in what world a … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Today kicked off marathon training. I have taken my old TNT calendar and done a little augmentation a al Hal Higdon and Bart Yasso and I’m off and… running – yeah – I’m running. This was my first run since … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I’m not sure I really grokked what Dickens was talking about when he said that thing about it being the best of times and the worst of times but I get it now. The Cinderella Classic 2006 brought that phrase … Continue reading → Continue reading →

It is 5:45 AM. In 30 minutes my friend will come pick me up to go out to our ride – a metric century. It is raining. Not sprinkling – raining. I have some nylon pants (not bike gear AT … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Tomorrow I am supposed to going to ride my bike 65 miles, something I have never done before. I’ve done the reverse – 56 miles, but never 65. The good thing about this is that I will PR – it’s … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Tomorrow I am supposed to going to ride my bike 65 miles, something I have never done before. I’ve done the reverse – 56 miles, but never 65. The good thing about this is that I will PR – it’s … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I was reading Elle’s blog today and was finally forced to admit something true. Maybe writing about it will be cathartic. Friday I got a call on my cell phone to tell me that a friend had died. Not just … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I was reading Elle’s blog today and was finally forced to admit something true. Maybe writing about it will be cathartic. Friday I got a call on my cell phone to tell me that a friend had died. Not just … Continue reading → Continue reading →