Struggling to find the right gear to get through winter running is one of the most frustrating parts of the cold weather and snow.
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Each year for the past eight, I’ve completed a kind of ever-evolving, ever-growing New Year’s questionnaire I’ve called The New Years List. It’s a great big… long… huge… ginormous… incredibly ambitious writing project reflecting on my past twelve months and culminating in a multi-thousand word post. Each year these consume massive amounts of time –writing, planning, thinking, reflecting — for the month of December. Well, it’s December. New Years is getting closer, of course. I guess I’m going to need to start writing. Hopefully by then end of tonight I’ll have my revised 2013 list up and live and I hereby invite you, if you have a blog or just a social media feed to fill up somewhere, to copy the list, fill it in, and get ready to post it somewhere on New Years Eve. One word of advice… start now: it’s a lot of work.
A few weeks ago the fates aligned and I ended up doing a simulation run for the upcoming Dopey Challenge. With the race a little more than a month away, I knew I needed one more crack at the four-days-in-a-row run, or a scaled down version of it at least, prior to the wrap up of my training all too soon. Well, the fates gave us a couple days of snow and with it gave me some forced off-time due to weather and road conditions. As a result, and because a bit of rest before such things is always a good idea, it looks like this upcoming weekend is my Dopey simulation, take 2. Thursday, despite the chilly forecast, I’ll do 5. And then it’s a Friday ten, a Saturday fourteen, and a Sunday thirty. Yikes! Monday, I just hope I don’t fall asleep at my desk!
# Candy Cane Lane opens Friday in Edmonton. Hopefully the weather coordinates with my ridiculously limited free time this season!
Last Friday we had a great time checking out the Edmonton Festival of Trees at the Shaw Conference Center. In a way it kinda kicked off the the holiday season for us, and though it was waaaaaaaay past her bedtime by the time we left, I think Claire enjoyed it too. And despite feeling fairly sloppy about the photography effort, I managed to wrangle an “8 Pics” post out of the shots I snapped as well as kicking off my Christmas album in my photo gallery.
Not what you thinking… It’s just been a few days since my birthday and as thirty six treated me so well, I thought I’d better have some more clearly defined goals for thirty seven. Since I’ve been little, grade school-ish little I mean, I’ve wallowed in a kind of self guilt about writing. So, for thirty seven I’m going to give myself a break. No creative story writing pressure this year. This is the year of reading books, stories, literature, and other such words. Lots of them. Oodles. You won’t care, and it doesn’t apply to this blog, but it matters to me. Writing fans, see you in fifty one weeks.
# One month 'til Xmas: Guess it's time to decorate the blog for the holidays.
You’re sure to witness some of the abominations of media franchise mash-ups by simply strolling down the aisle containing the board games.
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While many folks will tell you that you can’t really honestly convert your training miles based on road conditions –that a klick is a klick is a klick no matter what’s under your feets– after twenty seven klicks on the sloppy trails yesterday morning, I beg to differ. Yeah, many of the walks had been shoveled or plowed, but this merely meant that conditions ranged from anything including (a) that thinly glazed lightly pebbled ice that is nearly invisible on a seemingly clean sidewalk, (b) the not-quite-even trail through a foot of snow created by a hundred previous pedestrians that seems like a path but really isn’t, (c) those I’m crossing the street for a few steps at an intersection and navigating between ruts, slick, sludge, or puddles while watching for oblivious drivers, or (d) the we plowed the roads after we plowed the sidewalks and the roads won mess of uneven dirty clumps with no other route around kinda snow. I fell asleep on the couch waaaaay too early for it to have been anything but a tough run.
Yeah… birthday, blah, blah, blah. And a tradition continues, uh… maybe? A live blog. Share, enjoy, and check in over the day to see what’s up.
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It is a truth universally acknowledged that a bored man in possession of a vague idea must be in want of an audience.
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I find that my interest in Minecraft comes and goes. Unlike my daughter who finds time to build… and build… and build at a consistent and prodigious pace, I poke around for a week here and there, then log off for weeks more. I’m inside one of those weeks of resurgence. And I think my failing interest was simply in that we’d built so much on our server that the challenge was waning. So, this is what I did. I dumped most of my supplies. I picked a direction. Then I walked, and walked, and walked on our map for an entire night and day cycle. And I started again in the blocky wilderness of some random island forest biome with lots of mobs and scant resources. Result: been playing a lot the last few days. Must have been something to do with the challenge of it all, I guess.
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