Broken Band

Two things: One, lot's of news in the last week about Lance Armstrong. My thoughts fall closely in line with the local blogger The Washcycle. This blogger lays out the best explanation I've seen about why stripping him of all his titles since every second place finisher in all of his victories has also been implicated in doping scandals, too. And to me, the Tour de France titles don't matter. I still think he's lying just to prop up his nonprofit and for that reason, no yellow bracelets here, ever. Plus, he's been a bully to everyone who ever tried to speak the truth.

Two: Will be watching the GOP convention closely this week like much of the rest of American. Don't think I'll agree with much they have to say, but I'll keep an open mind. Wish more people would try to do the same.

Photo by thefleeg.

Plan B and Other Stuff

Having twice tried to run and again, each time followed by limping around the next day or longer if a tender left foot, I think it's time to take a break and give my foot a couple of months rest. That probably means no fall marathon. I can't come back in October and try to get ready in six weeks. That's just asking for trouble.

I still plan to map every street in Arlington this year, but I'm going to do the rest on my bike. Will still use the GPS and post the updated maps, but imagine I get a lot more ground covered each week.

By the way, I omitted the YTD thru July map in my last post. Here it is:

July

Oh, and one final unrelated note on a personal/political level: The latest comments by Rep. Todd Akin just reinforces why I can't get behind most GOP candidates. They may talk a good game about the importance of fiscal responsibility, but once in office they seem to want to apply ignorant views on abortions and gay marriage. Enough already.

From the Depths of Inaction

Ok. Lost steam. Haven't posted since March 5. That's more than 6 months for you keeping score at home. It happens. My cousin Scott Moore has challenged my to blog more, at least weekly, starting two weeks ago. I accepted (sort of). He's been doing it. I'm just getting around to my first. Fail. I guess I already owe him a bottle of Titos Vodka. So I'm recommitting to write for the paltry time of 10 minutes. What I can say in that time is what I'll say, and then hit 'publish'.

So what's happened since my last blog. I've still been running, tracking the streets of Arlington. Not as much as I had liked, but plenty. Enough that I think I've wrecked my left foot to the point it will need surgery. Kept thinking the toes would magically re-align, but the don't. Below are the progressive photos of the streets covered in March, April, May, and June. Just to show I haven't given up. I'll still do it, but it will likely take longer than a year. Especially if I have surgery.

March

April












May

 June

Also, I started a new job as executive director of a local nonprofit, Phoenix Bikes. We do good work, and I'll be blogging for them as well. New website to come next month. Stay tuned.

Oh, and since last March, Lance Armstrong has been forced by the USADA for prove he hasn't doped. He's crying foul but bottom line is he still can find courage to tell the truth. Sigh.

Dang. I'm over 10 minutes already. Oh, well. See you in a few.

Henry