tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83467402493410362122012-02-16T03:06:01.623-08:00Kwai Chang Poohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05171143000432377424noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346740249341036212.post-29349969241667217822008-11-07T07:01:00.000-08:002008-11-07T07:07:10.093-08:00Though running, I've been caught by a cold.  It, and the wind, and the temperature got together, told me, "you don't <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">really</span> want to run this morning ... how about only a <a href="http://twitter.com/kwaichangpooh/status/994976206">short jog</a>?"  What was I gonna say; there were three of them.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346740249341036212-2934996924166721782?l=seekwairun.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kwai Chang Poohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05171143000432377424noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346740249341036212.post-55882682966610105762008-11-06T09:33:00.000-08:002008-11-06T09:35:08.838-08:00Quick pace <a href="http://twitter.com/kwaichangpooh/status/992680911">tonight</a>.  Are my lungs, heart, legs getting accustomed to this?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346740249341036212-5588268296661010576?l=seekwairun.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kwai Chang Poohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05171143000432377424noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346740249341036212.post-79315308129165991532008-11-06T09:31:00.000-08:002008-11-06T09:32:47.709-08:00beautiful <a href="http://twitter.com/kwaichangpooh/status/992437352">morning</a> ... maybe something to do with yesterday<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346740249341036212-7931530812916599153?l=seekwairun.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kwai Chang Poohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05171143000432377424noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346740249341036212.post-76527081517414404962008-11-06T09:23:00.000-08:002008-11-06T09:25:57.061-08:00Quick pace tonight; <a href="http://twitter.com/kwaichangpooh/status/988780922">mind didn't clear</a> from the day behind me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346740249341036212-7652708151741440496?l=seekwairun.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kwai Chang Poohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05171143000432377424noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346740249341036212.post-66135496279092798102008-11-06T09:14:00.000-08:002008-11-06T09:15:43.983-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: georgia; font-size: 13px; ">I came to know the clouds just now, as I saw one born while I ran ... [<a href="http://remotebuddhist.blogspot.com/2008/11/cure.html">more here</a>]</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346740249341036212-6613549627909279810?l=seekwairun.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kwai Chang Poohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05171143000432377424noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346740249341036212.post-56089564343746017692008-11-06T09:02:00.000-08:002008-11-06T09:04:59.833-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; ">I ran in the stars this morning.  They were not so random, but intentionally amazing me ... [<a href="http://remotebuddhist.blogspot.com/2008/11/water-wants-to-move.html">more here</a>]</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346740249341036212-5608956434374601769?l=seekwairun.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kwai Chang Poohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05171143000432377424noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346740249341036212.post-40455658835988109142008-11-06T08:47:00.000-08:002008-11-06T08:53:53.911-08:00It had been a long, looong time, but I began running again in September.  I do not yet fully know why I run, but I enjoy it and I do feel compelled to keep running. <div><br /></div><div>At times, I may chronicle what swam by and through my mind as I ran.  Other days I may share only data.  Fewer adverbs.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346740249341036212-4045565883598810914?l=seekwairun.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kwai Chang Poohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05171143000432377424noreply@blogger.com0