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2/24/2013

I woke up to a hotel room in disarray. I had abandoned all my rituals during the time away from the road. In my hurried state I tried to substitute the previous night’s dinner for my breakfast. My body didn’t agree with that decision. Once again I remembered why I maintained a strict and nutritious diet. It was the one thing which helped me preserve my body. In my rush to take off I forgot my phone and I missed out on filming a thank you video to the Howard Johnson Hotel in Pico Rivera. I didn’t want to disappoint the kids so I quickly ran towards McGee Elementary school.

Despite battling a tiny injury, I arrived at the school in the nick of time. I ran through the principals office and headed straight to the cafeteria where I was greeted by a couple hundred kids...

The light wind brushed against my face while I stood on Santa Monica Pier. A long time had lapsed since my last journey. I looked at my legs and asked if they were up for the task. 150 some miles pales in comparison to the 3281 miles I took on a couple years ago. But, as youth gives way to age the body becomes less obedient. Never the less I already had committments lined up and I wasn’t about to fail. I do this to myself to keep life interesting.

I delayed my take off by several hours. The procrastination was partly because I thought of the crazy hardships I had endured. Perhaps I needed a sign. I’ve learned the same thing many times; The world always provided everything necessary for success. Like magic my sign appeared. It was in the form of Bob Wildomire. He was known as Mr. Route 66...

9/2/2012

This might come as a shock but, I’m no saint. I’ve made plenty of mistakes in my short time here. But then again if I didn’t make any mistakes I wouldn’t have gained wisdom. I wouldn’t be the person I am today. And, while I may be flawed, no one can accuse me of not working hard. I’m not just talking about running either. Anything I choose to take on merits my best effort. If I give anything less I fail myself.

I often talk about balance so surely the harder one works the harder one must play. It can be a vicious cycle. What other option does one have? I know I mentioned that I would write about nutrition. I’ll get to that in another post. It’s just that I’ve always found my themes to be more relevant when I write about what’s happening in my life...