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Why I Run: July 2007
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Tuesday, July 31, 2007. I was thinking as I drove along about the race that was near the end of September, the half marathon that I’d been half training for and half not. I was headed for the trail, the one where all of this madness had begun only a short eighteen months ago, the four and a half mile stretch of asphalt that became so familiar during the summer and fall. Now I had to wonder, were there fish here, and if there were how did they get here? Was it possible that evolution had taken place in th...
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Why I Run: Seven Bridges: Part One of a Two Part Tour
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Friday, October 19, 2007. Seven Bridges: Part One of a Two Part Tour. The screaming cats had woken me before dawn, the cats and what I imagine I perceived to be a hint of the sky changing from the grayish-yellow of the evening to the cool blue of a morning flirting with sunrise. I had hoped to be out on the street by dawn but I knew by the time I was ready that the moment had passed me by. I took a left just beyond the market, crossed the foot of one of the many bridges and headed along the river. Th...
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Why I Run: Bellevue
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Saturday, September 1, 2007. The mansions, it would have to be the mansions. We’d driven Bellevue Avenue in our search for the hotel, driven it in the wrong direction and then doubled back after a stranger in on the sidewalk responded to our inquiry. I’d been on this road once before, in the evening as well, but I’d never really seen the mansions. As always I deviated, needing to go just a little farther, down the hill and along the docks, with the clutter of too many sailboats in too little bay. I w...
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Why I Run: May 2008
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Saturday, May 31, 2008. The air was thick and moist. Through the foliage that was closing in like the clenching teeth of pinking shears, there was gray: endless, monochromatic gray. It wasn’t terribly warm, mid sixties perhaps, but the humidity would cause me to sweat. I learned last week that a leisurely pace would increase my distance with little effort, so I started off at a casual jog. Links to this post. Sunday, May 25, 2008. I wanted to say something as I passed. I wanted to ask them if they kn...
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Why I Run: October 2007
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Friday, October 19, 2007. Seven Bridges: Part One of a Two Part Tour. The screaming cats had woken me before dawn, the cats and what I imagine I perceived to be a hint of the sky changing from the grayish-yellow of the evening to the cool blue of a morning flirting with sunrise. I had hoped to be out on the street by dawn but I knew by the time I was ready that the moment had passed me by. I took a left just beyond the market, crossed the foot of one of the many bridges and headed along the river. Th...
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Why I Run: The View From My Window
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Sunday, March 30, 2008. The View From My Window. I could see the mountains from the window of my ninth floor hotel room. Their resemblance to the eroded, snow-covered hill outside the airport terminal in upstate New York was just as I’d expected. My memories of the foothills on the outskirts of Tucson were still vivid, more than thirty years after my short time there. Surrendering to the illusion of distance seemed to be my only alternative. I stopped briefly, turned around, and was shocked to find t...
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Why I Run: My Campaign Speech
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Monday, September 1, 2008. Now there’s talk of troop withdrawal from Iraq by 2011. Prices at the pump have dropped forty cents per gallon in the last couple of weeks, and Bush’s weekly radio address continues to use the phrase “we need to get the oil from the bottom of the ocean into your gas tanks”. How stupid are we? How malleable are we? How much deception can we tolerate? This administration would like to keep us in fear. It spends a good deal of its time weaving stories of fear, stories that wil...
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All Around Me, Too: November 2009
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All Around Me, Too. I'm tongue-tied yet have a lot to say. That is the driving force behind my writing. I've been around a long time, yet feel like I'm beginning anew. Thank you for being here in this space where I plan to be absolutely personal. Tuesday, November 24, 2009. Just wanted to say that the reason I haven't followed up on my delicious story about meeting author Anjanette Delgado at the Miami Book Fair and subsequently reading the original, Spanish version of her novel " La píldora del mal amor".
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All Around Me, Too: Antonio Gaudi y Cornet
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All Around Me, Too. I'm tongue-tied yet have a lot to say. That is the driving force behind my writing. I've been around a long time, yet feel like I'm beginning anew. Thank you for being here in this space where I plan to be absolutely personal. Thursday, March 4, 2010. Antonio Gaudi y Cornet. Antonio Gaudi y Cornet. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Check out my Hubpages. Guru-C, on Hubpages. Guru C Tearoom Café. Antoni Gaudí i Cornet. Recollected Poems by Cory Zacharia. Antonio Gaudi y Cornet.