Through This Fist Style

It was windy as hell, but most of it was a sidewinder, while some was in your face and at your back. Never have run 3M with any training, and this was no different, 5 miles a week average is very pathetic for a half marathon. But somehow this race is a real kick in the pants. They call it the "Downhill to Downtown". Years ago I ran the thing in 1:41, this year 2:13, ouch I know! But if you keep doing the same thing over and over nothing is going to change. There is the One Pin in the Lane now to knock down in the challenge, Austin Marathon. Then you get the jacket. I've got 7 hours, 16 minute miles,  can I do it? Maybe. Got four weeks leading up to Feb. 19th, will I work it with that time or lay around with Boodini, probably the latter. LMAO! Thank you very much! Keep you posted. Now go run with Joy!

The Throne of Woes

Just into  2017 and all those resolutions have been placed neatly in the bucket list. Well if I could just find that list. Now it seems Boodini is sandwiched between a real fine raspberry, that should be chafing away. But outside of working, I do not have to be overwhelmed with this or that, and fret about it not happening. I am the master of wait and see. As I wait I see a garage littered with years of this experience, a door falling off it's hinges, disarray here and there. Yes, a master of the throne looking over one's domain completely out of control. No worries! Day's gone by with unanswered hopes and dreams, goals unfulfilled. Most die of a broken heart from shattered dreams or the bitch that left them, no not this pesky critter. If it was really important it would have become or been made into a reality, forces from the Incas, maybe Russia, or some such could have a hand in it? Humbug, probably the only word worth repeating over and over again, or praying constantly.  Research into accomplishing goals or doing at least something is relatively easy. We have the technology, certainly we don't lack a wealth of verbal or written self help dialogue. With this apparatus we can forge ahead now and even though we have not arrived, I am positive from our chair of iniquity we can find direction into this new year already passing. Out of the way, don't try to stop me now, get your own wag on! Boodini limps along!

The Post

Tuesday has arrived, and "Let's start where we left off". We've heard this all to often. But it is the best reference point to what we know has passed. We holidayed and had the happy times and the hope of promises to come. Celebrating the spirit of what we personally knew Christmas to be, and excited with what it could mean and be shared with each other. We are faced now with the afterburner, and wonder is it over already? Down with the lights, ornaments, trees, and out with the wrappings and refuse of the gifts, pondering the kind and generous words which we gave to one another. The great expectations are they really faced with even bigger disappointments? The unfinished work that still sits before us, the same old job, from shootings and everyone mad and hateful, do these things to come leave the grim perspective that the upside down world gets closer daily to our very front door? We check the list of the resolutions and goals, that we know in the past New Years we never kept anyway. Maybe this time around we don't even have a list, because we don't need the Humbug. Hope, from the point where we left off, the high and low points, all were accomplished by the faithfulness and constancy of the small doings. The starts and stops, the lukewarmness left from the zealous efforts, all fail us, and is that such an amazing fact? One small step for mankind forward, by each of us, we move forward and gain the ground of accomplishment we dream of, all be it slowly. Be anonymous. Lighten up, give yourself some room to smell the roses. At the end of the day, it is up to us to make our world right side up. Twenty five years from now we'll still not know the difference.
Drive the winter away with your warmth and good nature!

Decker Numero Three

Got the half done, now another half and then a full to go and my road career is on going. So I'll settle for the 50 degree and fog, overcast, drizzle any day. Days before we were at freezing. I didn't eject my happy ass into oxygen shortage, and held a slow easy drive, rather than crap out at the end. So between now and 3M and Austin Full it's time to get a few things together. That doesn't include not running until event day. It's true, you don't get different results doing what you've always done. Do I really care? Well between suffering through and a easy time of it, I'd pick something in between just to mix things up. There's a whole world out there, Run with Joy!

Shiner Hills

As a gift all I had to do was drive early to Shiner Saturday for their half marathon. It was a quick hour and forty five drive there, decent crowd of folks. As a workout and an addition to the upcoming road series, why not. Cold 40 degrees, winds at 16-20, made the direct farm road hills tough and then easier. Looks like I only wavered close to the 12 min pace at miles 11-12, but recouped on the last mile smelling the barn. 2:19 and change is not great by any means, but it was free and I got the miles in on this dress rehearsal for the next race up in two weeks. That one has more hills, and I bet it will be cold, windy and raining, now I'm prepared except for the wet. Jerk! wear a raincoat or a trash bag if you need to, there is always a solution. Shiner brewery grounds was the start and finish and there was lots of brew, and the sausage and kraut was excellent, all free as well. The only thing I would do differently is have a roll of cash for the stop at Smitty's barbecue in Lockhart on the way back. Run with Joy!

Roadie

Did the Run for a Drink, so now I'm in the Challenge of the roads. Got to do two half marathons, and then the full and I get the jacket. Oh Boy! My calf was flairing so I held a ease back on the final in. But no injury, and if I would get off my tail I'll go to Bandera. Been running in Luna sandals in the hood, maybe that's why my calf went south again, but it is all about building up muscles that have been soft on attack. Consistence, perserverance, determination, nothing else will ever matter. Now go run with joy!

Sky is Fallin

For much of this month or part of last, makes little difference, once a week I've been invited to and running with an elite secret organization, running as in running. Today was an easy day i was told, maybe it was, there was conversation on a number of vital topics. My monthly mileage is up and I may once again be a contender, for what makes no difference. I also learned that one member was deeply traumatized by the use of a flashlight, wow, who would have thought. He was provoked to use "Trump remarks", the haha type that aren't really serious so no matter how revolting, offensve they might be, well it's OK! LMAO for sure, it was surprising because this guy is not really so in your face and a ride your butt type. But hey that's what running does to the temperament. He has the best temperament well next to that other guy, the one that says he has the best temperament.  I think they fall from the same tree, they will note their fine characteristics. Anyway, if I'm not banned for minor offenses, then I guess I'm still in the club.