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| 74 Consecutive days of running at least 5K a day. Since December 11, 2010 |
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Madison, Wisconsin
Love this city. I can't believe that it's almost 20 years since the last time I was there. Time really flies by the older you get. I spent two summers in Spring Green, Wisconsin working for American Players Theatre and on the weekends I would go into Madison, about 35 minutes drive. My father went to grad school at the University of Wisconsin-Madison in the 70's.
This week's events brought back some awesome memories of my time strolling around the campus of UW, the city's 5 lakes and the State Street downtown area, of sitting at cafes drinking coffee, reading zines in bookstores, and perusing music stores when they still had records and cassette tapes. Grunge scene had just started in Seattle and the Pacific Northwest. I volunteered at WORT-FM radio station, and did a couple of late night shows subbing for some regular DJ. The music director, Michelle, later went on to work at KPFA in Berkeley I think. Madison had this cool, hip progressive liberal vibe very much like my other favorite US cities: Santa Cruz, Portland, Burlington and Asheville.
My kind of towns:
This week's events brought back some awesome memories of my time strolling around the campus of UW, the city's 5 lakes and the State Street downtown area, of sitting at cafes drinking coffee, reading zines in bookstores, and perusing music stores when they still had records and cassette tapes. Grunge scene had just started in Seattle and the Pacific Northwest. I volunteered at WORT-FM radio station, and did a couple of late night shows subbing for some regular DJ. The music director, Michelle, later went on to work at KPFA in Berkeley I think. Madison had this cool, hip progressive liberal vibe very much like my other favorite US cities: Santa Cruz, Portland, Burlington and Asheville.
My kind of towns:
- Portland, Oregon
- Portland, Maine
- Santa Cruz, California
- Burlington, Vermont
- Madison, Wisconsin
- Asheville, North Carolina
Saw this sign at the protest: "Tea Parties are still for little girls. Grow up!"
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Wing Nuts
Apparently the adults are not in charge around the state of Wisconsin and Cobb County, Georgia. Like I said before, you reap what you sow. You people elected those fools, and now you complain the loudest. Accept your mistake, embrace it and move on already.
"Whenever you find that you are on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect." -Mark Twain
"Whenever you find that you are on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect." -Mark Twain
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Running Shoes collection
The current running shoe rotation:
L to R:
Brooks Ghost, Saucony Pro Grid Triumph 5, Brooks Launch, Mizuno Wave Ronin 2, Brooks Mach 11, K-Swiss K-Ruuz, and Brooks T6 racing flats.
L to R:
Brooks Ghost, Saucony Pro Grid Triumph 5, Brooks Launch, Mizuno Wave Ronin 2, Brooks Mach 11, K-Swiss K-Ruuz, and Brooks T6 racing flats.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
Valentine's Love songs
- "Cactus"- Pixies
- "Fade into You" - Mazzy Star
- "Creep"- Radiohead
- "Sometimes Always"- Jesus and Mary Chain
- "Joey" - Concrete Blonde
- "Fever" Peggy Lee
- "Fly Me to the Moon" - Frank Sinatra
- "Love will tear us apart" - Joy Division
Saturday, February 05, 2011
I run because I like it
"The Song of the Ungirt Runners"
by Charles Hamilton Sorley
We swing ungirded hips,
And lightened are our eyes,
The rain is on our lips,
We do not run for prize.
We know not whom we trust
Nor whitherward we fare,
But we run because we must
Through the great wide air.
The waters of the seas
Are troubled as by storm.
The tempest strips the trees
And does not leave them warm.
Does the tearing tempest pause?
Do the tree-tops ask it why?
So we run without a cause
'Neath the big bare sky.
The rain is on our lips,
We do not run for prize.
But the storm the water whips
And the wave howls to the skies.
The winds arise and strike it
And scatter it like sand,
And we run because we like it
Through the broad bright land.
by Charles Hamilton Sorley
We swing ungirded hips,
And lightened are our eyes,
The rain is on our lips,
We do not run for prize.
We know not whom we trust
Nor whitherward we fare,
But we run because we must
Through the great wide air.
The waters of the seas
Are troubled as by storm.
The tempest strips the trees
And does not leave them warm.
Does the tearing tempest pause?
Do the tree-tops ask it why?
So we run without a cause
'Neath the big bare sky.
The rain is on our lips,
We do not run for prize.
But the storm the water whips
And the wave howls to the skies.
The winds arise and strike it
And scatter it like sand,
And we run because we like it
Through the broad bright land.
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