While I struggle to produce my next post, stuck between work and a hard place, regular readers may like to stop by The Onion, a newspaper which, like the vegetable namesake, is guaranteed to draw a tear to the eye. The Onion may look like a...
It's been just over 48 hours since I walked, ran but mostly limped a marathon, and I think I've recovered now enough to string a few thoughts together—I've almost stopped limping. It was my worst ever effort. I haven't kept count over the years of how many...
Your self-transcendence-marathon Has shattered the summitless pride Of your ruthless life-devouring dragon. Sri Chinmoy Excerpt from Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, Part 23 Wish me luck, because I’m running a marathon tomorrow. I may need it. It’s been three years since I last ran a marathon, and the pain of that race has...
“I'm a winner!” Forgive me my fist pumping, flag waving and shouting into the air. I won a competition the other day. I haven't won anything in a while. There was a drawing competition when I was eleven; a pencil crafted picture submitted to a national children’s...
Although I continue to argue that I’m not in blogging for the publicity, that I write neither for attention or notoriety, like shouting to the entire world from a mountain-top, appearances can be deceiving. Friends have, irreverently, been calling me “Johnno Bloggo” for a while...
You’ve lifted heads of state, celebrities, community leaders, athletes and musicians overhead—physically. What on earth would you lift next? How about the world’s tallest horse? And the world’s smallest. Within the space of a single month. For 75 year old New York based weight-lifter, humanitarian and...
Jennifer of Goodness Graciousness, a long time reader and worthy author in her own right, has tagged me in the Six Weird Things meme. Only six? Even just a short list, you know I could never refuse...
