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Confession of a slack runner

What can a slack runner say in response to that?

What can a slack runner say in response to that?

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. It’s been a whole month since my last run.

Go on, my son.

For some reason, I have a real bad case of the guilt. Which is funny, because I have never promised to run for anyone, nor does my lack of running adversely impact anyone.

But I take it you run for yourself. Perhaps that explains the feeling of guilt, my son … that somehow you are letting yourself down. That’s perfectly understandable, especially given how much energy your have expended into this particular hobby in recent years. Continue reading

On a Blog Tour

Where are the groupies?

Where are the groupies?

I have been Jogging as a Dad in WordPress since October 2012. Whenever I turn around during this journey, I have been amazed by how many kind strangers from all over the world are following and cheering me on.

One of the very first people to do exactly that was another blogging-father who lives in South Africa – that ‘left cheek’ of the ass-end of the world, as opposed to the ‘right cheek’ Australia which is where I live. Continue reading

Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional

Which one?

Which one?

2 weeks ago, I ran a half marathon.

I finished in 98 minutes, more than 5 minutes off my Personal Best.

I had mixed emotions at the end of the race.

On the one hand, I was satisfied with the run, especially after the confidence-sapping efforts of my last race – a marathon in which I walked the last 6-7 km due to severe cramping. Continue reading

Quick Fic’s: The Job

Hey Mikey, how are you doing these days? Everything good, I take it?

I never know how to act in front of Jules.

As someone who occupies a pretty important position, his colloquial demeanour can be quite off-putting. Still, we’ve known each other for some time now and I have learnt over the years to feel more comfortable talking to him, especially when no one else is around. Indeed, I’ve even come to calling him Jules, a rather disrespectful moniker that I doubt anyone else would dare to use.

Oh, pretty good. Thanks for asking, Jules … Actually, I lie. I’m still recovering from all that time spent dealing with David“.

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Say you, say me

I have my own favourites ... and they're nowhere near as eloquent!

I have my own favourites … and they’re nowhere near as eloquent!

Last Saturday, we drove out for a grocery shopping trip. It is something we seem to be doing at least twice a weekend, with each trip ending with a trolley full of food and a wallet full of damage. I often wonder whether my wife is conducting a business on the side, harbouring backpackers in the house, because the amount of grocery we go through is just astronomical.

As I was about to reverse the car into a space in the underground carpark of the mall, my wife suddenly complained: “Honey, why do you always park in rear first? It’s very inconvenient later on, you know, when we’re loading the shopping bags in the boot. There’s never enough space between the rear of the car and the wall“. Continue reading