It’s a little strange to think about the life in front of me, these years I’ll face without my life being dominated by Iraq. I never thought this day would come.
American Vice President Joe Biden has a piece in the NY Times. I take it apart, piece by piece.
I suppose I’ve always been known for having some crazy ideas. This, though, is probably pretty high up on the list of craziest things I’ve done. Over 30 calendar days, I just ran 300 miles. I didn’t run 300 miles in 30 days — I actually did it in just 26 days. But we’ll get to that. I’m not really sure where this idea came from. Last month, I was in Baghdad for a 10 day visit, and while there I ran about 66 miles on 5 runs. That seemed like a lot of running to me — my
After 1001 miles, I am retiring my Nike Pegasus running shoes. 1001 miles — there are a few stories to go with them.
I am active duty Soldier in the US Army. I get to travel the world and have fantastic adventures in exotic places. Death and danger are two too-common themes in these adventures, but the worst was the time I was almost raped by an angry adult bull.
I’ve run up hills, through the jungle, and across pineapple fields this month. The stress of being back from Iraq would surely be taking more of a toll on me if I wasn’t running for distance, and if I wasn’t enjoying my time of solitude.
Now that I’m home, I’m really doing three things: 1. Hanging out with the wife and kids. 2. Working on the honey-do list. 3. Running.
My little experiment is over. It’s Sunday afternoon, and I just woke up from a 13 and a half hour sleep. I am feeling almost human. Here are my thoughts on biphasic sleep.
I got to to hang with some really cool people the other night. It was awesome. Photos and links galore.
Just hearing someone say that strikes me on a profound level. It hurts. It’s hard to breath. For all the evil and violence that crosses my sensors every day, those words sink in the deepest.
I am napping twice a day, for three hours each time. And it feels awesome.
This was the view of my world, an hour before the start of 30 June. Dark, quite, not much moon. Alone. Many people, I suspect, fear darkness because of the great unknown. I have come to embrace it, for all the potential it holds. It’s fitting, then, that this was my image heading into 30 June.
I am back in Iraq. And I have a new job, too.
In about 48 hours, I went from my living room on Oahu, in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, to sitting at a picnic table in Kuwait City, just inland from the northern tip of the Persian Gulf. Is it just me, or do others think that this is truly amazing? In 1932, my grandmother went to LA to go to the Olympics. Reading her account, it sounds as if that trip took more effort than the American effort to put someone on the moon. But today, in less than 2 days, I can move clear around the world,
New photo, for my birthday.
More about what I’m doing during my R&R in Hawai’i.
A quick re-cap of what I’ve been doing on my R&R in Hawai’i
For all those years that we lived in Europe, flying to and from deployments was a very uneventful thing. The USAF picked us up, and they dropped us off at an airbase in Germany. Maybe there’d be a reception or something at our actual garrison when we got off the bus, but really, the travel itself was very straight forward and uneventful. So, flying from Iraq to Hawaii was a bit of an adventure for me, for among other things, I was flying commercial airlines for 2/5 of the trip, and flying in uniform (which we never did on
There’s a lot going on in Northern Iraq these days.
I suspect that what I am about to say won’t be for everyone. Go ahead, skip this one. I won’t be offended.