1 person says they want to run; 23 show up…

Somewhere around 6:00 AM I left the house. By 7:00 AM I was trekking through mud and rocks. I continued to repeat that process for two and half hours.
Welcome to my playground.

Welcome to my friends.

I’ve made note in the recent past that I’m finding myself around unstable trail runners. The addiction of this isn’t just from the insanity of running through mud and rocks, but because of an answered prayer.

For months, really years, I’ve been praying for friends. They’ve come and gone, but nothing really long lasting. It has hurt because it is something that I desire, but really struggle at creating.

My cup now overflows.

What started as being part of a running group for a local business has now turned to outings to run on Monday’s, Wednesday’s, Thursday’s, and now even random Saturday’s.

There’s laughter, beer, running, stories, and smiles. No one gets left behind due to their speed (or in my case, the lack thereof), and everyone encourages each other. Today I ran 9 miles with these people, they stayed with me, made humorous comments, and didn’t give up on me.

That’s a friend.

The reality for me is that God, one usual, was faithful in hearing and answering prayers. I’m smiling, I tell stories, I grab food afterwards, and I laugh. I laugh like I never have. It isn’t about running a fast race, it is about moving with good friends.

I’m happy. God is good.


Mobile Minutes: Mudout Part II


For the record, I checked the breaker box downstairs prior to thinking the refrigerator had finally found peace.

However, I remember moving into the house and finding a reset outlet in the half bathroom between our kitchen and garage.

Surely not…


Sure enough the reset switch had been flipped in the bathroom, knocking out the electricity to the refrigerator.

I’m not sure what flipped the bathroom outlet, but at least our refrigerator isn’t dead, and it gave me an excuse to deep clean that monster with bleach, wipes, and baking soda.

Nope. Natural disasters did not train me to look at the switches around me.

I can hear my wife laughing at me twenty miles away…


Mobile Minutes: Raccoon Trials

It’s 12:30 AM. Neko and Oliver (cats) are hissing, spitting, and swatting at our patio window.


I turned on the patio light to see a large grey puff ball staring at me. Behold! The American raccoon.

Two unique reasons to observe this creature:
1. There is no stairs to our second story patio. That boy pulled a straight-up Spidey move.
2. Due to finding a tick after my afternoon run, my running shoes were left on the patio. Within reach of the raccoon. 30 minutes away from a severe thunderstorm.

I’m grateful to report that our cats are trustworthy (I almost typed that with a straight face), I won the battle of the shoes, and MC’s suggestion for ridding ourselves of these creatures?

Just throw some cheap dog food out in the yard.


Mobile Minutes: Running Cravings

So…had some races this weekend…
How can you tell?

Food Consumption Since 12:01 AM 04/30/2016:
-32oz Water
-12oz Carmel Popcorn
-12oz Iced Vanilla Latte
-Mushroom, Egg, Rice, Goat Cheese Burrito
-16oz Water
-1 Cantaloupe
-2 Corn, Black Bean Quesadillas
-Chicken & Steak Pad Thai
-Fried Rice
-4 Crab Rangoon
-32oz Water
-32oz Water
-4 Gummy Worms
-1 BBQ Brisket Sandwich
-12 Pancakes
-20oz Iced Americano
-Biscuits & Gravy
-Cranberry Italian Soda
-3 Corn, Black Bean, Bacon Quesadillas

No regrets.



Interesting developments:
Official score updates came in from yesterday’s race.
I’m very glad that I completed it.
The race is part of a four race circuit throughout the entire state. So, points accumulate through race completion.

What I learned…
-1st in my age division yesterday at the race
-Currently 2nd in overall in the circuit standings for my age group

Strange times…