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Sometimes, when you take a week off from running, and take a week on of drinking, things become more difficult.

So heres what I’ve found: pausing the runnin to do some drinkin, is WAY easier than pausing the drinkin, to do some runnin.


A few weeks ago when my knees were hurting from running, this was Matts response:

“you’re moving the earth underneath

pushing it behind you

not stabbing it with stilts as you hop around

head up, shoulders back

relaxing everything that isn’t immediately engaged

focus your third eye on venus in the fourth quadrant

remove all your clothing and bask in the solar winds between alpha centauri and orion’s belt

dissolve your identity in the cosmic fluid between dimensions”

It actually works pretty well. Especially the last 4 steps.

In all honestly, I was running with Jon on christmas day and it was literally (figuratively) 10,000 degrees where we were. I hadn’t run in over a week, I was getting aches where there should be no aches, and there was friction where one would prefer there be no friction.  So about halfway through, I thought to myself “self, enjoy this.” and I kinda separated myself from any discomfort I was having and just kinda kept moving at a snail’s pace, in a sort of self-induced altered mental state (although, every time my GYMBOSS™ told me to run, I said something to the effect of “awe nuts”). So there’s a thing. I lost all concentration when I went looking for a ™ symbol.

I got some new shoes, which are just like my old shoes and some compression shorts so there’s a thing. Looking forward to blasting some miles into the nethersphere with those bad boys.

Oh and Jon and I saw a turkey vulture and a kid on a bike that looked like Manny from modern family.



Motivated to Run, but thats about it.



I’ve been running according to my running schedule, and I’ve been pretty stoked on it. I feel like I’m getting more comfortable with the idea of running this thing. I actually look forward to running after work. Its awesome.


Heres the other part: I could give two shits about anything else health related right now. I’m eating like “a fast moving dumpster,” drinking beer a few nights a week and havent been to the gym in over a week. I know exactly what it is that I need to eat to stay lean (lean for a polar bear), but, sheesh I really dont have the will power to not eat like Junkenstein (an immortal junk eating corpse composite), not drink like Charles Bukowski (a legendary drunk), and sleep like its an olympic sport (sports).


I’m hoping that its gonna be just kind of a wonky few weeks and Stella (Clarke) can get her (his) groove back in the next week or so.


(this is the exact moment that Stella got her groove back.)

I know motivation comes from somwhere deep inside all of us. Some deep dark place with lots of guts and black stuff… I just gotta figure out how to tap into it again…


Spreading the Stoke

Clarke: im so stoked right now. this is rad. im literally stoking at my desk.

George: what are you stoking under your desk?

Clarke: i dont wanna get my stoke everywhere.