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My Running Dream…

Every Thursday, Runner’s Lounge has a feature called, Take It and Run Thursday.   In their words,

It’s our way to bring together the knowledge of all of us ordinary runners.  It’s the virtual equivalent to putting our virtual heads together.  Even though many of us aren’t elite athletes, coaches or authors, it doesn’t mean that we haven’t earned a well deserved PhD in running.   Whether you are starting out, have 50 years of running under your belt or somewhere in between – all of us have lessons learned that make us wiser and better runners.  

This week’s theme is Make a Wish, Share Your Dream. That’s an easy one. I want to start up some sort of race in Jake’s honor. It has been a topic before here, the last time was on August 7, 2008 and I have included the entire post below:

 The Jake…

I’ve talked before about my oldest son, Jake, and how we lost him in 2001 to leukemia. Jenny and I honor him, personally, by doing certain things on his birthday, July 4, and his Angel Day, August 23. 

Jake in San Antonio, Feb 2001

Around this time every year, as his Angel Day approaches, it gets a little harder to push back at the melancholy. Instead of moping and getting all depressed, I would like to turn it into something positive, celebrate Jake’s life and to let people know the awesomeness that is Jake.

One thing that has bounced around in my head the last couple of years is having a 5k or 10k in his honor and use it as a fundraiser for a cancer charity. I would call it “Jake’s 5k/10k” with the tag line, “Run The Jake.”

I know nothing about what is involved in hosting a race but I really like the idea. It is one of those, “Someday…” ideas that I would like to make a reality.

Someday…

 So, there it is. My dream for Take It and Run Thursday.


What’s In a Name?

This blog definitely has evolved over the last six months or so.  It started as an “opinion” blog with the name “The Other Shoe.”  That didn’t last very long.  A particularly bad day at work caused me to rename it “Escape From Career Hell” and chronicle my efforts to move from obscurity in a cubicle.  That lasted a little while, too, as I whined about my job and regaled in my discovery of all things Social Media.

Then, one day, I sat doodling during and my face from high school appeared.  As days go by, this blog has evolved again into more of a medium for my faces.  The majority of my  posts anymore are of new drawings of my silly, little faces.  Lately, I have wondered about the title of the blog.  Should I change it?  It really wasn’t living up to my initial intentions.  Or was it?

Then, Hugh MacLeod posted this  cartoon today that is so true for me.  I am having so much fun drawing my faces and letting them express how I feel at the moment or as commentary on things.  It is my little dig at “the man” drawing these faces from my cube.

As I ran this evening, the thought popped in my head that maybe, just maybe, drawing my cartoons is my escape.  Not in a literal sense but in more of a psychological, spiritual, metaphysical, whatever sense.  I may still be stuck in a cube, trudging away every day as a contractor but, as long as I keep drawing, I am free from the cube.  I am escaping from career hell.

Thank you, face-guy (I really need to find a name for him) and thanks to all of you who read this blog.

How do you escape?


Dream a Little Dream…

I started a business plan yesterday.  It’s an idea for a business that Jenny and I have kicked around recently.  It is such an exciting idea and I know it would work.  There is a big need for it in our area. 
The main monkey wrench is a big one, money.  Money for the upfront costs and to meet our personal bills once things get started. 

Right now, it’s a dream.  But as I walked out of work feeling yesterday physically ill, I realized I need something to keep going.

Those of you doing your own gig, how did you finance your start-up costs?  Did you take out a loan or find investors?  What finally gave you the courage to take the leap?  Do you have any advice or lessons learned?


Ah, Dreams…

Ah Dreams

This came into my head early the other morning, staring at the gray, felt walls of my cube. It’s true. Life in a cube is bearable if you focus on your dream.

My dream deals with my passion, running. I don’t know if it will ever happen, but it is nice to dream.

I stay where I am because of the potential but, I have to wonder, how long do I give them to live up to it? Will they?

I think I will hang in there until I finish with my MBA, early next year, and keep trying to help the company when I can and when they want me too.

Until then, I can always dream.


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