Two months ago, I came across a blog that made me laugh: Midlife Rambler It was a pleasant find amidst a sea of scrapbookers, Amish romance enthusiasts, crazy cat people and two-year old posts from all sorts of sad sacks that began with, "I'm sorry I haven't blogged in a long time...".
Midlife Rambler was funny and irreverent: he didn't seem to take
himself too seriously, he covered more than one subject, and honestly,
he won me over when he dropped the c-bomb in one very brief, but most
likely cathartic (for him) post. He also does a great job of selecting
good words and putting them in the proper order.
The Rambler can write.
I started following his posts and quickly learned that although we lived 1,806 miles (that's 2905 kilometers)
apart, we had a bunch in common: we're both runners, we're both
Geminis (I'm exactly two weeks older than MLR) and we both suffer from cold
On our face. Not on our naughty bits.
And just one or two weeks ago, I realized we were on almost the same schedule for our long runs. But here's how we're different (try this to the tune of Ebony and Ivory, like Stevie and Frank did it in that classic SNL sketch):
I run outside, he runs indoors.
It doesn't matter which coast,
We both have sores.
His race is in March
Mine, in May
We'll share our stories with you
We promise not to collaborate on any lyric writing. But we will tag
team on some Monday-issued posts that talk about our training long runs.
The actual format ... well, we don't know. How we'll technically pull
it off? I leave it to MLR ... he's a black belt at Google Fu. Will there
be swearing? You bet your sweet ass there will be.
Check in every Monday and see how we're doing on our long run
adventures as we work towards our 13.1 and 26.2 events in March and May,
Tomorrow, we tackle Gel and Gu and other shit.