Monthly Archives: September 2011

Runner’s Crack

Some of you know that I’ve picked up running. If you’ve been hiding under a rock you may have missed:

Fat Man Running

Or even: Fat Man Records Video While Running

I’ve been working my butt off, running, and I’ve never felt better… Except for the constant ache in my legs because I’m stupid enough not to stretch appropriately. I’m going to get yelled at for that.

run like the wind
(Used under Creative Commons, thank you Lazojoey!)

However, as I mentioned in my post: Under Every Rock I’ve been using MyFitnessPal and Runkeeper to track calories and activities. I’ve found a community within them. They’ve really helped me with my goals. From July 1, when I embarked on this crazy mission to lose one fifth of my total weight (I won’t tell you where I started,) I have lost 18 lbs, an average of 1.4 lbs a week. I can’t argue with that success.

Until this week I had been using some interval training (run for a couple minutes, walk for 30 seconds) to get up to a full run. I’ve done full a run a couple of times, a 5k (3 miles) and a 10k (6 miles) but I’d never been able to do it on my normal morning runs, too many hills, until Wednesday. I set out, in the fog and the cold, and just let my body take over. I was panting in some places, I was sweating all over, but I completed it. 5.2 miles, all run. And for a couple of those miles, I felt good, really good. Just like this guy describes in his post.

In August, I ran 50 miles; in September, 54. — That’s like running from Downtown Portland to La Center, and back. The thought of that is dizzying.

One of the commenters calls it: Runner’s Crack.

It’s sure better than plumber’s crack.


The Senses of Seattle

My friend Andy posted recently about a trip he took to visit Bend, it describes using all your senses to get the best out of your vacations.

I recently made a day trip to Seattle for a Seahawks game and had the most amazing time. So in the spirit of the aformentioned post, here is how I experienced Seattle in all five of my senses.


I went to dinner with a friend and on the way back to my hotel room, I spotted this cool park in Seattle. It was completely dark, except for these lights. I knew I had to stop and take a picture.

Disco Lights, City Park, Seattle, Washington


As I mentioned above, I got to go to a Seahawks game. If you have ever watched one the games on TV, there is much ado about the amount of noise in CenturyLink field. The Seattle Seahawks have retired the number 12 jersey on their team, an honor reserved for only the most special players, this jersey is retired for the “12th Man” aka the Fans. (There are only 11 players on the field at any given time.) Seattle is known for having some of the greatest fan base, I am happy to be one of them. The noise in the stadium is amazing, you can feel it in your chest. This is what a third down for the opposing team sounds like…


I feel like I cheat a little on this one, but anyone who has been to Seattle would tell you that a clear, crisp sunny day is rare in Seattle. I got to experience one. This is the view from my hotel room, on the 19th floor. Some would say this is the sense of sight, but imagine, for a moment, standing, looking out this window, the sun beams on your face. It’s a moment of relaxation and rejuvenation. I think we all reach out for that.

Puget Sound, Sunny Day, Seattle, Washington


Seattle is known as the home of Starbucks; I stumbled into a local bakery (Specialty’s Cafe,) since it was closer and raining, for a cup of coffee and danish. They were crafting all the various and sundry baked goods for the day. Their racks were filled. The smell of fresh-baked bread over-took my all my senses; However, if you need a quick cup of coffee, I would go somewhere else, they took a while. The baked goods were delicious.

Speciality's Cafe, Seattle, Washington


I went out to dinner with a friend to one of my favorite places to eat in Seattle. It’s called Serious Pie. …And it is. They make artisan pizza and some of the combinations are amazing. I’ve had a few of their pizzas, this one happened to be Summer Squash, Roasted Garlic and Whipped Chevre. IT. WAS. AMAZING. I have said it before and I’ll say it again, Serious Pie in Seattle, Washington is the best pizza I’ve ever had, hands down. I dare you to show me a better pizza.

Serious Pie - Pizza - Seattle, Washington

Music: Might As Well Face It.

This song is totally haunting, but I truly love it. It’s almost stalkerish.

Still awesome.

To Be (Re)Purposed To Death…

If you follow along, you’ll recall that I posted this: To Be Purposed To Death in which I describe my unhappiness at being affronted by all these networking events which turn into “cause”ups.

I took a great deal of flak from that. I was told: “It’s for a good cause, why don’t you just support it.” or “You could just not go.” And both of those are true, I could just stow it, or stay home, but I go for the networking, I’m an online fiend, but in my world, I’m always working to bring as much of that offline as possible… Why? Because I like people, I’m a social creature.

Hand Tree: Sculptor Kathryn Jordan / Artist Cliff Wright
(Used under creative commons, than you Dominic! {what a fantastic photo})

I was told, by the event organizer, that these speakers, at the regular events, would be charities, or causes, who could really use our help. I get that. I’ve been working with non-profits for the better part of 15 years, I started volunteering at a very young age, and I’ve been opinionated for longer than that, so I declare “SHENANIGANS.”

I’m miffed, why? Because this month’s speaker is from a Business Conference, not a Cause, not a charity, but a conference. What is the purpose of this conference?

“We’ll be talking about business models that work for profit AND for social good for 2 1/2 days at the Ambridge Event Center in Portland, Oregon”

A conference for business models… Not for Charitable causes… a conference which the asking price for this two-day event is…

Seven. Hundred. Dollars.
Tibetan Buddhist monk in red robes handing out money in 100 ruppee notes, the donations, to individual lamas, monks and nuns, Tharlam Monastery, Kathmandu, Nepal
(Used under creative commons, thank you Wonderlane!!)

I can only imagine how much good 700 bucks could do in a lot of small charities.

So I refer to my original argument, these aren’t being planned because they’re a good cause, these slots are being filled because the people know someone.

I guess that’s great enough to get ahead in the world, but call it what it is, “opportunistic,” and not what you want the world to think it is, “doing greater things…”

Let’s be honest. The only “good” you’ll be doing with this presentation is filling the conference organizer’s pockets.

Everybody Loves Presence

I was thinking. There are so many times when I’ve had insomnia, have been up late, or just plain was paying attention where I’ve noted that friends of mine post things automatically. I like to comment on those things, and then I wait…. and wait… and wait… and wait…

and wait…

Then, hours later, I get a response. It might be something simple as a “thanks for the ReTweet” (if on Twitter) or “liking” the comment (if on Facebook,) and I’ve completely forgotten what it was I commented on.

Empty Room
(Used under creative commons, thanks Let Ideas Compete!)

I’m fairly active on Social Media, I spend a great deal of time watching my feeds & lists. So I may be hyper-attentive, true. But, let’s consider my Twitter profile for a moment –

I swing for the fences with all my might. I tweet constantly, I over share without expectation. 100% me; my thoughts, no automation.

There are two things you’ll note from the beginning: I swing for the fences; sometimes I strike out, sometimes I connect. Secondly, It’s all me, whenever I post, if you comment, I respond. There’s no machine tweeting for me. I am the machine.

What are your tweets/posts saying about you, to your audience?

People like talking to people. If you’re generating action with your posts, you should probably be there to see it. Right?

Good Morning

I was out running this morning…

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know, I know….

My Love Affair…With Pat Benatar

Let me just begin by saying that I am in love with Pat Benatar. Say what you will, but she has been ROCKING the stage for some 40(ish) years and has toured EVERY year since I graduated high school in 1996. I have seen her in concert now 7 times. The one thing that floors me is that she still, after all this time and all the shows, sounds exactly like she does on the first album I ever purchased, unlike some of the others, and for a rocker, that’s quite a feat!

Friday, I got to go to her concert at Spirit Mountain Casino.

Spirit Mountain Casino

I was as excited a 15 year old girl at a Beiber concert. She NEVER disappoints. This was no exception…

Spirit Mountain Casino Events Center

Her concerts always speak to me. Every single finale/encore I worry that it will be her last on stage; while I’ve seen her so many times, it is her music that I’ve grown up with, lived with, through the good times, and some of the bad. I don’t think an artist has had a bigger impact, musically, to my entire life.

Looking great at 58 years of age, she make gets to make her own rules, as she told us in the beginning of the concert, and she believes that touring and singing her music has brought her the greatest joy in life… and it shows.

Pat Benatar

A fact I didn’t know, in all my visits with Patricia & Neil, is that they share the honor of being the second video ever played on MTV and Neil is the first guitarist to be featured. This was the song:

The concert was absolutely amazing, as usual. I was certainly not the youngest, nor the oldest, person in the audience, which strikes me, considering her career has spanned Forty-something years and has managed four consecutive Grammy wins, two Multi-Platinum albums, five Platinum albums, three Gold albums and 19 Top 40 singles.

Pat Benatar Concert

Her amazing voice and ability to do things musically, constantly leaves me breathless and in awe. While I know someday she is going to retire and relax, I really hope I continue to get to see her when she swings through my neighborhood.

Here’s the finale from her show last night.