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Have you already done your 5k, or are you looking here for more information?  If you want more info, you can find it HERE.  If you already did your 5k, then you must be a super hero.  Tell all about it!  How did it go?  Where did it go?  What did you do?  Was it your first one, or your 1,000th?  Do you want to share your favorite outdoor activity instead?  I’m all ears (and eyes).

I’ll be posting my own story right back here Sunday, April 10th, so stop back by and see what other people posted too.


Sink or Swim?

Sink or swim?

Drawing in progress!

Well, I didn’t quite make my 1 week deadline on this drawing.  I gave myself a hand full of challenges with it, and they didn’t take long to kick in.  This will be my first of colored pencil drawings, and since the subject matter is a self-portrait in swim gear with no plan for anything but my head, it may get out of hand pretty quickly. It’s turning around, however, so if I stick it out, the worst it will be is a completed drawing. Right?

Scarred for life

Bike wreck reinactment

March 1st will always stand out to me now as my first bike wreck as a grown-up.  I started riding a bike about five years ago, so not a bad track record, hu?  I always thought that getting a good fall out of my way would free me up mentally about getting hurt.  On the contrary, it hurt a lot and for a long time (even now, four weeks later my hip is still tenderized), and this has pretty much codified any “what if” types of concerns in my mind about bicycling. The consequences of falling are in fact far greater pain-wise than I had imagined them to be, and I came away with only a bruise andsome scrapes.  Still, I am  relatively whiney and jaded about the whole experience.

The Latest Hiatus

Laura Lunging

This month has been a difficult one to keep up with.  I started off riding my bike to work on March 1st–for the first time this calendar year, and then wrecked on a giant ice patch on my way home.  It bruised both my hip and my motivation to do very much more beyond that.  That mixed with some overtime at work ensured that I did little of anything for a while.   I would contend that the stressful times are the ones when a person really needs to get out there and blow off some steam,  but those are the times when I really just want to check out all together.  And I did.  If it weren’t for my work-out buddy, Laura, I’d not have done any more  than I absolutely had to on any given day. This post is my most recently abandoned sketch of friend Laura executing a ridiculous set of lunges–holding 20 or 30 pounds.

Master Blaster

Well, tonight was good fun at Master’s Swimming.  Sounds like a powerful gathering of skilled athletes, doesn’t it? It could be true for part of the group, but for this swimmer, well there is a bit to be desired.  But the good news is that I keep challenging myslef, learn more about how to swim better incase I ever decide to do it one day, meet new people, and swim with old friends. 

Tonight’s swim was adorned with two very special honors. 1) My friend Laura joined the group, and 2) My blister from the Winter Run popped and peeled in the pool.  Victory is mine!

Lemon Man

During a jog that took place about two weeks ago, I passed another runner.  He was tall, thin, and a high-stepper.  He wore a remarkably yellow jacket, and as we passed one another, I swore I could smell lemons.

This week’s drawing also meets a co-worker’s challenge to draw something with crayolas. Check.

What’s your snot’s viscosity?

I used to think that my nose only dripped in cold temperatures or if I was sick, but ever since I started being more active, I discovered that it runs ALL THE TIME. I thought it would stop or at least slow down; maybe when it gets hot out, or if I work out in doors.  No.  I’ve finally reconciled the fact that my nose drips copiously; not only when I’m cold, but when my heart rate is up beyond the veg-out-TV-zombie rate that I am used to.  If exercise makes you forever young, then I might as well be 9, at the rate my mucus flows.  The activity really doesn’t seem to matter; if I’m working, it’s running.

The finest inkLast week, it occurred to me that sometimes it’s thicker than others. When running outside, it just sort of crystallizes on my upper lip…like a jewel (That’s how I imagine it looks). But when swimming, it seems to be almost thick enough to print with it.