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Run-On Sentences: January 2009
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Friday, January 23, 2009. The Possibility of Fish. Ever since I wrote an eighth grade research paper on factory farming (and made several arguments to my mom), I have abstained from eating meat in all its forms - chicken, beef, pork, and fish. That was half my life ago. The fresh ones - the only one's I'd consider eating - happily swim around for their whole lives until *gasp! They die from lack of water (or from being bashed in the head / boiled alive / etc.). Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The New York Ti...
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Run-On Sentences: Stress, or a Lack Thereof
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Wednesday, December 17, 2008. Stress, or a Lack Thereof. I am leaving out names and details to protect the innocent. This doesn't really have anything to do with running, but it's been on my mind when I run (does that count? I recently was reprimanded for not appearing to be stressed-out. Really. I was told that even though I hadn't done anything wrong, and in fact had done everything right, I still should have appeared to be stressed to satisfy the parties involved. Was it a missed deadline? Ten years a...
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Run-On Sentences: Sore Butt
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Wednesday, October 15, 2008. In my attempts to broaden my exercise regimen, I have been using the weight room at the Y to do heavier lifting than I had done at home during my ultra training. Thanks to my oldest brother's friend, who acted as my pro bono personal trainer during my college summers, I have good technique. BUT I keep making myself incredibly sore. Is this just another example of my perfectionism come to fruition? What are you doing? October 15, 2008 at 4:30 PM. View my complete profile.
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Run-On Sentences: August 2008
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Saturday, August 30, 2008. One Week to Go. This is it: the final countdown. Cue the swelling violins and the training montage, preferably in slow-motion. I had my swarthy crew meet for a race briefing, and they wouldn't sit still until I plied them with beer. I guess this means I'll be bringing a keg with me to the aid stations just so they will stay focused. Feeling nervous, excited, and ready. Tuesday, August 26, 2008. Cross-Training, Beach Weenie Style. 1 Fighting the current, even while standing.
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Run-On Sentences: Limping around the Office. It Must Be Tuesday
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Tuesday, June 9, 2009. Limping around the Office. It Must Be Tuesday. I have found a new friend at the gym: the Bosu Ball. The Bosu is part of my attempt to not be sore after lifting. I thought that I would be able to do more reps with lighter weights, and as a result I wouldn't be achy from the waist down for the next three days. But guess what: I was wrong. Here I am, in my cute little glittery shoes, limping around the office and trying not to whimper. June 24, 2009 at 11:16 PM. Blogs to Check Out.
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Run-On Sentences: Excuses, Excuses...
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Tuesday, November 4, 2008. We don't have the Internet at home, and I've been doing "work" at work lately, so I've neglected to post anything on the ol' blog. A big "I'm sorry" to the two or three people who actually read it. The other big news is that it's Election Day, and while this doesn't mean a lot for the running part of my life. I'm so stoked Obama took the election. Oye, you should have seen the celebration! November 5, 2008 at 3:45 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Run-On Sentences: Do You Need a Spot?
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Tuesday, December 2, 2008. Do You Need a Spot? I hopped on a treadmill last week for a quick 10-minute warm-up. The barrel chested man power walking two treadmills over said, "You better not come over here unless you're prepared to do the work for me." We continued to banter awkwardly about having to work out when our family members didn't, and he ended the conversation saying, "But we fat people have to go to the gym." Nice. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Ten years ago I couldn't run more than a mi...
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Run-On Sentences: The Possibility of Fish
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Friday, January 23, 2009. The Possibility of Fish. Ever since I wrote an eighth grade research paper on factory farming (and made several arguments to my mom), I have abstained from eating meat in all its forms - chicken, beef, pork, and fish. That was half my life ago. The fresh ones - the only one's I'd consider eating - happily swim around for their whole lives until *gasp! They die from lack of water (or from being bashed in the head / boiled alive / etc.). January 24, 2009 at 2:20 PM. Ten years ago ...
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Run-On Sentences: March 2008
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Thursday, March 27, 2008. I've missed a few days, so here's an update. Am - 30 minutes. Pm - weights: 2 x (12 lunges, 8 calf raises, 12 yoga ball squats), 2 x (12 push ups, 20 curls, 20 military presses), 30 crunches on the ball, 2 x 12 back raises, 30 crunches on the floor. 4 x (3 minutes hard, 4 minutes easy). Tuesday, March 25, 2008. When I talk to people about my quest to run farther and faster, both runners and non-runners ask "Why? To test my limits". To connect with nature". Because I can't fly".
