On The Run With Wild Animals (Redux)

Running outdoors beats hammering out miles on the treadmill hands down. But if you want some open space and get out of the range of a wayward automobile you might have to go off the beaten path. But just because you’re off the beaten path doesn’t necessarily mean you’re alone. Continue reading On The Run With Wild Animals (Redux)

The 180 Steps Per Minute Myth

Poor Jack, he makes one simple observation and it gets blown up to legendary proportions. One mans stride is another mans gallop. You’d never know that with some of the comments floating around the web. Continue reading The 180 Steps Per Minute Myth

Clinic In Self Sabotage

On a certain level, you know what to do, but sometimes the hints are so subtle they aren’t heeded. Then there are the cases of your conscious mind thinking it has all the answers. Fresh off the Chicago Marathon and my first skydiving experience a few months after that, my mind was open to the next new adventure. I wasn’t actively seeking anything in particular, but just open. When you think like that, things seem to come your way. It’s just a matter of if you’re in tune enough to notice. This was a case where I indeed noticed, but was way out of tune. Continue reading Clinic In Self Sabotage

Weekend in Santa Barbara (conclusion)

Jackie travels with a smaller captured crew these days, which would make sense. Having a full orchestra drop whatever they were doing and learn all of Jackie’s songs for a single show was asking alot. But, she did do that for a while. The setup this night was just fine though, with a small ensemble of orchestra players (I think there is name for that), and a conductor who doubled on the piano. He had a couple of laptops around him as well which apparently was used for the enhanced sound. That is, sounds that weren’t coming from anybody onstage. He essentially ran the show. Well, he wasn’t running everything. Continue reading Weekend in Santa Barbara (conclusion)

Weekend in Santa Barbara Part 5

With my head still in the clouds from the morning adventure, the bonus that was to come that evening would ensure that my head would stay there. The hotel check-in was still a few hours away, but the drive back to Santa Barbara and a leisurely lunch would make the timing almost perfect. As perfect as the day had been thus far. Continue reading Weekend in Santa Barbara Part 5