It's been a few weeks since I've been out for a run and I have to be honest with you: I'm going a little crazy. I got my gait analyzed [by Nike, going for a second opinion to an independent running store] and was told that my shoes aren't providing proper support. Maybe this is why my knee's been bothering me. Maybe this is why I don't like my newest pair of running shoes.
Whatever. All I know is that I miss running. A lot. And when I miss something I immerse myself in all things related to whatever it is I am missing. My good friends at RTR have kept me going during my running hiatus, and yesterday they posted a video that scratched not just my running itch, but my Christmas itch as well.
Please to enjoy...
Dec 24, 2009
Dec 3, 2009
sickie-gnar-gnar-pow-pow
DUDE.
DOOOOOD.
Do you even know what time of year it is? It is the time of year when my love of proper grammar and a diverse vocabulary goes out the window. It is the time of year I gaze longingly into the distance, hoping for the smallest glimpse of anything resembling a mountain peak. It is the time of year when I squirrel away my hard earned dollars, only to blow them on a few short hours spent flying down snow covered mountains.
IT IS SKI / SNOWBOARD SEASON B*TCHES.
Tell me this doesn't make your heart beat faster.
Tell me this doesn't make you want to blow off any and all plans you may have ahead of you.
Oh wait...*cough* I think I'm getting sick. *cough, cough*
Gonna have toblow off work to wax my board and get in some sick lines leave work early so I can get some extra rest and kick this cold.
DOOOOOD.
Do you even know what time of year it is? It is the time of year when my love of proper grammar and a diverse vocabulary goes out the window. It is the time of year I gaze longingly into the distance, hoping for the smallest glimpse of anything resembling a mountain peak. It is the time of year when I squirrel away my hard earned dollars, only to blow them on a few short hours spent flying down snow covered mountains.
IT IS SKI / SNOWBOARD SEASON B*TCHES.
Tell me this doesn't make your heart beat faster.
Tell me this doesn't make you want to blow off any and all plans you may have ahead of you.Oh wait...*cough* I think I'm getting sick. *cough, cough*
Gonna have to
Dec 2, 2009
sunsets and silhouettes
Sunsets and silhouettes fill up the window
No room for distraction
Nothing but indigo fading
into violet
into lavender
into a creamcicle
that, if it weren’t so cold, would sound perfectly inviting
Music twinkles along the back wall of my mind
As I sit,
Filling up my evening with color
Memory
Dreams
Absent from this sunset
where is your silhouette
It’s just me and these trees
And colors
Less creamcicle
More indigo
Until the sky is a sailor’s navy blue
And the twinkling music litters the sky
No room for distraction
Nothing but indigo fading
into violet
into lavender
into a creamcicle
that, if it weren’t so cold, would sound perfectly inviting
Music twinkles along the back wall of my mind
As I sit,
Filling up my evening with color
Memory
Dreams
Absent from this sunset
where is your silhouette
It’s just me and these trees
And colors
Less creamcicle
More indigo
Until the sky is a sailor’s navy blue
And the twinkling music litters the sky
Dec 1, 2009
beat up
This running thing I'm doing, I love it. I love it so much. It feels good. It is challenging. It pushes me. It makes me stronger. But it is not without its sacrifices. Of all the sacrifices I have made for running the hardest one for me is the toenails.
**WARNING: Erica, below is a picture of my feet. You may not want to look.**
**WARNING: Erica, below is a picture of my feet. You may not want to look.**
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