This is the time of year when you’re supposed to feel all warm…
and cuddly…
…but I’m not one who’s all that big on Christmas (evidenced by the fact that of ALL the Christmas”y” images I could have used to exemplify the season, I picked the ones that were on the tip envelopes I got this morning from my garbarge-men). [Read more →]
Now that the last of the 7 races is DONE, DONE, DONE, I’ve got to do the body disfiguring that I’ve long planned. Years ago I got a tattoo of a globe on the heel of my foot:
When I started on the “marathons on every continent” thing, I decided that one day I’d commemorate its completion by altering the globe and adding some sort of wing. Trouble is, at this point I’m bonded with the tattoo the way it is and I don’t want to screw it up by picking badly. Plus, it’s kind of weird, but I’m commemorating a goal that went out with a wimper not a bang. [Read more →]
Finally.
On November 8th I will add Europe to the six other continents I’ve run and complete the FINAL marathon in my quest to run around the world.
Yup, that’s right folks…I’m off to Marathon to run a marathon. And thank god and Frequent Flier miles, by this time two weeks from now I’ll be lifting a frothy Athenian and yelling “Yiamas!” (A frothy Athenian is a beer, by the way - as opposed to a sweaty Carmelite, which would be me.) [Read more →]
