Wednesday, April 17, 2013
One Fund Boston
just believe
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
We stand together...
"Whatever the intentions of the attackers today, or those of the Munich Olympics and Atlanta Games, they pick the wrong arena in which to make their statement. Their actions are seen, but the message is lost. The message today is about the community, love, support and aide offered by those nearby. I hear that 1 million times louder than the motives of the attackers.
"See, in sports, we rally. We rise to the occasion. We break through barriers and hatred. We support out brethren regardless of ideology, beliefs or origin. One cannot rob our innocence. An army cannot bring us to our knees.
"We are strong. We stand together. We protect our own.
"Here's to swift justice.
"Athlete Nation."
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Nervous Much? Getting injections for the knee….
I'm not sure what to do
Injections with the essence of the roosters manhood
I don't know if I could, not sure I should
They say it will my knee fix
But I am wary of falsehoods and tricks
Only one way to find out you see
So c'mon and inject that shit in me
The non surgical intervention
Rooster comb synthetic injection
Who seriously thinks up this shit?
Guillotine the rooster and give me a hit!
So what's your thrill, what's your poison?
Champagne, beer, vodka? Rum, schnapps, wine or bourbon?
Hair of the dog, cat nine of the tail
Fuck that - give me the caruncle of the fucking chicken and give it to me now!
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
runner’s lament
in the beginning it was all I had
if I didn’t get out there and do it I thought I would go mad
day by day I struggled through
stronger, faster, fitter, leaner I got – as you do
with the various groups among the community
I read, wrote, talked, breathed and lived the reality
then one day it hurt and felt so wrong
after ice, rest, consultations, scans
goals, life dreams were taken away – gone
now the hurt and disappointment rides me
I’ve been let down
and seriously with the pain no fun to be around
it was an intimate relationship don’t you see
part of the characterizing lifeblood flows through me
without it I’m not sure who I am meant to be
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Marathon des Sables
So, after many weeks of umming and arrrring I have decided to register for the Marathon des Sables 2012. 152 miles of walking and running through the Southern Moroccan Sahara.
Crazy or Courageous? You tell me!
Why? It is hard to put in words. Why does one run? Why does one run silly distances? Why does one run silly distances through insane heat and desert? Who knows – everyone has a different reason or a different story to tell. Mine… I don’t know. It is just one of those things I read about in a running magazine a few years ago that I thought sounded like fun. My training partner here in Dubai mentioned it again one of our Friday morning long rides and I thought “Yes – I must do this!”
As part of the registration you need to fill out a ‘fiche pour la presse’ or a form for the press. They ask why you are taking part in the Marathon des Sables and what image of yourself are you hoping to give. I answered:
“To achieve something some say is impossible or crazy. For the experience. Image: Nothing in life is too big, too small or too hard.”
This filled the limited space on the sheet, but I think it sums up my ‘why’s’.
So… onwards and upwards!
