So tell me what I said I’d never do Tell me what I said I’d never say Read me off a list of the things I used to not like but now I think are OK -“Do It Anyway,” Ben Folds Five Growing up in Taylors, South Carolina during the late ’70’s and early ’80’sRead more
NaNoWriMo. That’s a weird word. I bet you’re asking “What in the world is NaNoWriMo?” NaNoWriMo is short for National Novel Writing Month. This is an event/contest put on each November by the folks at NaNoWriMo.org, a non-profit organization whose mission, according to their website, is to empower and encourage writing and vibrant creativity around theRead more
This is the sixth (and final!) part of the Tragedy and Triumph story series. Here are the links to the previous posts: Part One: The Prologue Part Two: May 19th, 2015 Part Three: The Waiting Part Four: Back in the Saddle Part Five: The Dog Park Redemption On to part six: Many people who haveRead more
This is part five of the Tragedy and Triumph story series. Here are the links to the previous posts: Part One: The Prologue Part Two: May 19th, 2015 Part Three: The Waiting Part Four: Back in the Saddle On to part five: At 2:15am on August 9th, I awoke in a panic. I had aRead more
This is part four of the Tragedy and Triumph story series (It will end, I promise!). Here are the links to the previous posts: Part One: The Prologue Part Two: May 19th, 2015 Part Three: The Waiting On to part four: If you recall, the original Year of the Tri plan included nine events. DuringRead more
This is part three in a series. Click here for part one or click here for part two. The ride to the hospital was over just over 20 miles and seemed to take forever in the afternoon rush hour traffic. Turns out, the ambulance took Miles to the Children’s Hospital at Palmetto Richland. I guessRead more
This is part two in a series. For part one, click here. We upgraded Miles’s bike shortly after that first triathlon in 2013, and he rode hundreds, if not thousands, of miles over the next 18 months. When he wore out the first set of tires, I was shocked how replacement tires for a bicycle cost more thanRead more
It was the worst of times, it was the best of times. – Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities. First Draft (unverified) “Why don’t you practice some more in the driveway?” I asked. “I’ll be fine. It’s not that hard,” my 15 year-old son Miles replied. Anyone with a teenager would have recognized that specialRead more
dogged [dawgd, dogd] adjective, Southern U.S. 1.doggoned; damned; confounded: Well, I’ll be dogged! – dictionary.com I stood at the end of my driveway and assessed the situation. Cicadas were already creating their summertime background noise. The sun was just about to peek over the tree line. Some patchy fog looked like it would help mute theRead more
In fourth grade, I played fiddle, I mean violin, in the Brook Glenn Elementary School orchestra. For a month. Then, for some long forgotten reason, I switched to the double bass, otherwise known as the upright bass or bass fiddle. Standing almost six feet tall, the instrument was huge for a fourth-grader. For anybody, really.Read more