It’s cold out and drizzling, and I didn’t much want to run today. But last week my running mileage was 2, because of the new bike and the nice weather, so I laced up and headed out for an easy four miles. Twelve minutes out, I ran into a Kenyan runner named Henry. We’ve met… Read more »
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Ah, well. At least we weren’t shut out. I know I’m married to a statistician who’ll argue there’s no correlation, but it was over before it began, when Pittsburgh won. No way were two away teams winning when only one had ever made it through three road games to get to the Super Bowl.
Here’s a great piece of sports writing. I knew the Panthers would win when I realized I have a meeting at 7 p.m. Sunday. The game starts at 6:30. Back in the day, there was a man in section 320 of Eriksson Stadium who would turn to one side and yell “PAN!” then to the… Read more »
I’ve been working my trade connections to get a logo for Sage Yoga Training (the tentative title of the “boutique”). I think it’s going to look great; when it’s final, I’ll share it here. I’ve grabbed the domain name sageyogatraining.com, though I haven’t figured out how to direct it where I want it to go…. Read more »
The symbol of my twin obsessions, capitalism and triathlon. Here’s hoping I can transfer those obsessions to make a positive change in the world.
On the way into the stadium on Christmas Eve. We were personally responsible for a missed kick thanks to Wes’s valiant holler of “Weak leg!” to Billy Cundiff, who was fired two days later. Still, the Panthers lost to the Cowboys. At least we looked good.
Wes called from the bike store, where he’d gone to try a Cervelo P2 K with a 2004 frame and 2005 component set. I was jealous because it was similar to the P2 SL I rode and have been dying for since. (I know I said I wasn’t, but I was.) “What pedals do you… Read more »
Another amazing profile by my mother. This child announced last night that she wanted to be Lillian instead of Lily. This morning, she seems to have forgotten.
My mother took this picture of my father today.
A short final day to the clinic. Poor foresight that the Panthers would be playing right now has me about to board a plane. We had a functional training strength session this morning that left me with quivering quads. Less of the eye-rolling dynamics today, because the room was reconfigured. I’m glad to have done… Read more »