Lots of my friends are at Pennsic right now, or are perhaps stuck at Troll with no hope of getting in before they starve. (Yes, even though they got there early.) It’s a bummer that I can’t go this year, so I’m going to cheer myself up by sharing some photos from Great Northeastern War. I was a merchant for the very first time!
Spring was slow to take hold, but the snow banks have finally accepted the fact that they are unwanted and unloved. They’re melting away and it’s almost time to start running with my puggle every day. She’s already had a couple of runs this Spring already, but it wasn’t a regular thing. The first time […]
I’m not a stranger to running in the snow, but this year the weekly blizzards have kept me shoveling instead of running. And it’s been really cold. But I’m back now, and apparently my gear is all worn out. My jackets and shirts and things are okay, but my shoe spikes are apparently fed up […]
Lately my wife and I found our dream house in winter, and got nice and settled just before being magically transported to Jotunheim. Winter has been especially grumpy this year, and has dropped three giant snow storms on us in the space of a week. These things have names. Actual names. There was Juno, and then […]
When we decided to get another dog, I asked for a breed that could run with me. I’ve seen other people run with their pups, and it looked like fun. I didn’t realize at the time that it would lead to a bit of… well… insanity.
My 41st birthday included a movie, the beach, Captain America and a loose dog running in circles around me. It also left me a bit tired and ready to crash at the end of it, which I suppose is normal. I took the day off in the hope of having the best birthday present a […]
Oh, dear. Where to begin? The primary focus of this site is supposed to be running events, but I’ve done fewer and fewer of them since I left Charleston for New England. It’s time to explain that, and to start writing again in general.
My mother-in-law recently went a little crazy and bought Roombas for several family members, including us. So it’s official. We now have our very first robot. We are now completely vulnerable when Skynet takes over, because one of the machines is living in our house.
I didn’t run this one, so I managed to get some pics of the winners. I also got to help Cara promote her new gluten free home bakery. We showed off the food, answered questions, met some nice folks and saw a 5K from another perspective. First, let’s talk about the event. It’s a nice […]
I woke up Monday morning, and I was 40 years old. My phone already had updates from insomniac friends wishing me a happy birthday, and our new puppy was already trying to eat my wife’s hair. So far, aside from the Facebook stuff, it’s just like yesterday. But is there anything else to it? Should […]
With all the moving, it was hard to stay involved in the SCA. I couldn’t hold onto all of my gear, and I didn’t know the folks in my local areas during my Economic Walkabout. But since I’m now a permanent resident of Portland, it was easy to make the short drive to Hebron, Maine […]
Although I didn’t think it was possible, summer has finally arrived in Portland, Maine. I’ve been taking advantage of the weather by cranking up my morning distance, but picking up my pace has led to the return of a summer problem: extra-sweaty-yuckiness.
I’ve been running around Portland for a while now, and I’ve noticed all sorts of little trails that go around the peninsula. It’s hard to see exactly where they meet each other from a Google map, so I decided to just wander around the edge of town until I figured it out. The weather was nice, and I took lots of pictures.
I lived in Boston for a while. During my time there I ran around town, participated in races and even stood near the Finish Line at the Boston Marathon. I still have friends there. So it was more than a little disturbing when I found out about the bombings.
We couldn’t make it to the Cooper River Bridge Run in Charleston this year, so we ran our own little 10K here in Portland. I was originally going to do this on my own, but Cara guessed my plan and volunteered to join me. She got a little more than she expected, though. The wind was murder.