Phedippidations

It's fireside chat time here at the ol' Phedippidations homestead. I found some old photos of my friends and I, and I can hardly remember being that young.

In an attempt to finish the year on a positive note, I'm going to record a PODCAST EVERY DAY in DECEMBER. Why? Because...why not?

Don't think about it. Be.

It all rolls into one And nothing comes for free There's nothing you can hold For very long And when you hear that song Come crying like the wind It seems like all this life Was just a dream Stella Blue The song Stella Blue by Jerry Garcia and Robert Hunter.

After 12 years of producing a "goofy little podcast"; I have some questions to answer.

44 years ago in the fall of the year 1973, at the age of 11 years young: I became a proud member of the Boy Scouts of America, Troop 53 of the Old Colony Council. This is all about my earning the "Hiking Skill Award"

Let's go for a walk.

Today's episode is an addendum to my last episode, number 343 "Dr. George Sheehan: Beginning". Although not a prerequisite to listening to this, Alot of what I'm going to say about running flows directly from what Dr. Sheehan had to say about taking to the road and lacing up our shoes.

If I'd thought about it I never would've done it I guess I would've let it slide If I'd-a paid attention to what others were thinkin' The heart inside me would've died But I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity Someone had to reach for the risin' star I guess it was up to me I met somebody face to face and I had to remove my hat She's everything I need and love but I can't be swayed by that It frightens me, the awful truth of how sweet life can be But she ain't a-gonna make me move, I guess it must be up to me Bob Dylan