Not Too Shabby

I've been frustrated with running lately.
It's getting harder and injuries are becoming more of a threat as the distances get longer and the temperature keeps dropping.

Have you ever had someone work on you hip rotator?
I have no pride left.

All in all, looking back on my previous posts, its not too shabby.

Last October I got drunk and made a decision. Very few good stories begin with those words. Most end with ". . . and thats how I landed myself in jail with one shoe and no pants."

But its true.

When I resolved to run a marathon and document the process I was not in a right frame of mind - kinda like the guy who spent a over decade among grizzly bears.

Some people might say that the drunky-pants factor explains a lot. I would agree with them, but not for that reason.