Race Accountability

They say when you want to achieve a goal, you share it. That way others help you maintain your accountability. Or, in my case, race accountability. I accidentally shared with my boss that I’m running Mountain Masochist 50 Miler in November. She put it in her calendar. She put it. In her calendar. And told … Continue reading Race Accountability

Sunset Fields to James River Footbridge

We ran the route from Sunset Fields to James River Footbridge. And back. 35 miles. Over 8,000 feet of climbing. “You’re walking like you just had a really good time.” Oh cool. Not only did I not just have “a really good time.” Now I’m also walking like a whore. That’s excellent. It’s fine. It’s … Continue reading Sunset Fields to James River Footbridge

Massages Are For Fixing, Not Relaxing

Got a massage by Charles Barkley today. Not, like, the Charles Barkley. But my massage therapist. Who does really solid impressions. And somehow we were talking sports. And he just threw some Charles out. And a little Shaq. And it was impressive. So much so that I'd forgotten that I'd developed spontaneous lockjaw. The day … Continue reading Massages Are For Fixing, Not Relaxing

Incomplete Impromptu Road Trip

Sometimes you just need a road trip. Had happy hour at work. Again. Yesterday. (These folks love to celebrate shit.) So I sat there. With my beer. Watching them all talk. And laugh. And reminisce. About all the times that happened when I didn’t work there. IT guy talked to me. “You’re Sunshine.” I am…that’s … Continue reading Incomplete Impromptu Road Trip

Proving My Existence

So, I work in this…I guess it’s called a green building? Or a smart building? A smart green building? The lights are on motion detectors. The toilets and faucets and towel dispensers are also motion-activated. It’s cool. In theory. Saving all those resources. But there’s something about my existence that the sensors fail to acknowledge. … Continue reading Proving My Existence