Did I ever tell you how I started running? Want to know? Ok, then.
I had always wanted to run a marathon, but had never done anything about it or really planned to do anything about it. I took my friend, Paul to the Chickamauga Marathon one year and drank coffee and read the newspaper while he ran, but that was as close as I came to running myself.
Fast forward to late 2000. I was playing football with a group of church kids (I was quarterback, natch). Well, in the middle of a glorious QB sneak, as I was passing the defensive line, I told a kid that he couldn't block me. Turned out, he could. A minute or so later, I invited all the kids around to see what a broken collar bone looked like.
Fast forward a few more months. The bone pieces hadn't knitted, so I had surgery to nail them together, but in the process, I'd gained about 30 pounds!!!
This is where we talk about me running. I was disgusted with how much weight I'd gained and wanted to do something about it. At the same time, at work, I had an IRS agent camped out in my office, auditing one of my clients (I'm a CPA). It was frustrating. Anyhow, I started going to the YMCA and was walking, then running, on the treadmill. I was really enjoying it and started thinking about my goal of running a marathon. I lost the 30 pounds and just as importantly, found that my frustration over this drawn out audit would go away when I ran!
So, I met up with my friend Jerry who agreed to help me train. Jerry had run either two or three marathons at that point. We would run through the week and do either long runs or races on weekends. I ran several 5k's, a few 10k's and then graduated up to a half marathon. I finally did my first marathon (Chickamauga) in November of 2004.
It is important to note that I'm not very good, but over the past 8 years I have finished 9 marathons (Chickamauga x 3, Country Music, Disney, Flying Monkey x 3 and New York) and about 30 half marathons. I've loved running them. I've loved running in general.
But, here we are in late 2012. I lost my running mojo about a year ago and have put on about 10 of the 30 pounds I had lost and kept off for almost a decade. I have run a couple of halfathons this year but done poorly and, as a matter of fact, can barely squeak through a very short run here in December.
BUT, I've got some plans for next year. I'll tell you about them later. In the meantime, I'm ready to get that mojo back. If only I could remember where I put it.
Generally aimless meandering. Rarely coming to a cogent, well defined point.
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Thursday, November 29, 2012
Using numbers to fake, I mean make, your point
"There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies, and statistics." - Benjamin Disraeli, as popularized by Mark Twain
I was reading a response in the Dec. 1, 2012 issue of Foreign Affairs "Are Taxes Too Damn High?" by Grover Norquist. I imagine you know what he thinks, and I'm not really planning to debate that one way or another. One paragraph in particular jumped out at me, however. His response essentially castigates Andrea Campbell for her essay entitled "America the Undertaxed" (Here's a linky-link: It was in the September/October 2012 issue of Foreign Affairs).
Anyhow, in this particular paragraph (page 158), Mr. Norquist states:
"Still, it is laughable to argue that the present U.S. tax code does not sufficiently take from those who create income and wealth and jobs and give those dollars to those who don’t. The top one percent of income earners in the United States pay 39.6 percent of all federal income taxes. The top five percent pay 61 percent. The top ten percent pay 72.7 percent. The lower half of income earners pay a mere 2.4 percent."
Well, duh! The point that he is not making is that the the top one percent of income earners earn 44% of all the income!!! So, while his statistics may be correct, they are also misleading (you can tailor and present figures to imply most anything you want). To me, it seems that by coupling these two pieces of information together, the top 1% of income earners are paying a disproportionately small share of the taxes.
Campbell herself makes this point in her reply to his response (phew, so much arguing!), although she is more charitable to Mr. Norquist than I was. She says that "each income group pays about the same share in taxes as it earns in total income" (top of page 162).
Anyhow, again, my point is not to debate tax policy, just to make the teeny-tiny point that you can't just take a statistic at face value, you have to look at what the numbers say, and often don't say.
Here is something from Todd Snider, one of my favorite musicians:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IUK6zjtUj00
Now: Who is going to be the next Tennessee football coach?
Monday, November 26, 2012
Some things that puzzle me
I was drinking my coffee this morning and was thinking about
some things that puzzle me:
Why people want me to post how I met them on their Facebook wall? Also, why does the act of sharing
a post on FB signify anything (i.e. "Share this in two minutes if you love
Jesus - If I take three minutes does it mean I only like Jesus, or that I don't
love Jesus at all?).
The comma (‘nuff said)
The excessive celebration rule in college football
but, also
Why professional football players do the elaborate stupid
dances that they do after they score.
The DH in the American League (that’s baseball, FYI)
Electricity (pretty sure it is magic)
The TSA
TV folks who say that they will see me tomorrow. Do they see
me now? I’d better stop scratching myself while I watch the news, in that case.
How music gets onto a CD.
For that matter, how does the turntable needle release the sound in the
grooves of an album. More magic, says I.
My local Panera has an open air patio with a door. Why?
Why businesses often pick the most unfriendly of their
employees to man the front desk, or answer the phones.
Diet Coke
Woody Allen movies
People who are too cool to admit they like something that is
popular
Why you would read this
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Chickamauga Halfathon
I ran another race.
I know you've been anxiously awaiting news of how Chickamauga went (this is
an example of self-deprecating sarcasm. I don't really think that anyone
has been anxiously awaiting this. See how I used that literary device to
exhibit, well, self-deprecating sarcasm? Now, if I could just figure out the
mysteries of the comma, I'd be ready for the NY Times (more sarcasm. I guess
you got that)).
Sorry. Anyhow, it sucked.
The race that is. The one I was
talking about up there.
The good news is that I came in 30th in my age group (M50-54. It's searchable. Whatever). The bad news is that there were only 31 men
in my age group.
My training strategy has been - so it seems - to run very
little between races, so as to be fresh for the race. Doesn't work.
I started running with a pace group and all was well until
about mile 5, when my right IT Band started hurting and I alternately "ran",
hobbled, and walked. At mile 9, my hip
was feeling left out and joined in the fun.
I've heard of people "death marching" the end of a
marathon. Heck, I've done it myself. But I found myself doing the same during
this HALF marathon! Did I mention that I dropped down from the full marathon to
the half because I'm a blob not
very well trained these days?
So, I did the runners walk of shame during the last half of
a half marathon!!!
The only other thing to mention is that from about mile 9 to
about mile 12, a girl who was in as much pain as I was, started to pass me, then
I would pass her and so on, back and forth. We were sort of like
zombies who hadn't turned all foamy and green yet.
That's me in the middle (artists depiction)
With about a half mile to go, after I shuffled past her one last time, she looked up and said "You'd better beat me!" - I told her
that we would finish together, and so we did, even to the point of right before
the final turn, pretending to run to the finish (gotta look good for the photo!).
Her Mom came up to me afterwards and thanked me for running
in with her daughter, and I swelled with pride at my outstanding job of not falling over in front every one.
Oh! Guess what? It
was my slowest half marathon ever!!!
There's nowhere to go but up from here! I've got some lofty goals!
Stay tuned. All three of you!
Monday, November 19, 2012
Playing to the lowest common denominator
Background:
A few years ago, in The Great State Of Tennessee, Governor Sundquist decided that it was too problematic for grocery store clerks to use discretion when deciding if a customer was old enough to buy beer. He sent a law through the legislature that said (I'm paraphrasing) that all customers buying beer must produce id, regardless of age. Now, instead of using a common sense approach, i.e "if you look like you are younger than 40, you must show id", instead, your own great grandfather would have to show you his drivers licence before you could sell beer to him in the grocery store. Also, an existing law here says that it is illegal for a minor to sell alcohol.
Situation:
So, I'm in the local Bi-Lo grocery store in beautiful Cleveland, Tennessee one day, and I put my 6 pack (not my abs, but beer) on the conveyor belt for the clerk to ring up. Of course, she asks me for my id (please see my profile picture to understand why that is such a stupid thing). ------->
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ME
THE STORE CLERK
I show her my id, and then she asks me if I will press the enter key on the cash register, because if she rings it up, SHE WILL BE BREAKING THE LAW, as she is only 17!
"Eh, whatever", you say. "Why are you getting so excited about that?" BECAUSE IT IS STUPID! We are conditioning ourselves to accept stupidity as the norm.
Stating the obvious: First, I'm 53. Anyone who thinks I could possibly be too young to purchase alcohol should not be allowed to operate a cash register. Second, pressing a button, or having me press a button, does nothing to achieve the goals of these laws, which, ultimately, are to keep underage people from buying and selling alcohol.
I don't have any great answers. Just thought I'd gripe.
Thanks for reading. Now, you kids: Get off my lawn!
Thursday, November 15, 2012
The worst day ever
I am a criminal
I committed an unlawful act!
I ran into Starbucks today to get A CUP OF COFFEE, got stuck behind the fancy-shmancy
coffee orderers for just a couple of minutes. When I got back to my car, maybe
5 minutes later, I had this parking ticket on my windshield, and a homeless looking
guy with a portable ticket machine was slinking into the background (where he would
presumably lie in wait for another unsuspecting yet hardened, parking meter scofflaw).
Then, as if that catastrophe wasn't bad enough, I went to Moe's
to get a Homerwrecker in a bowl, with tofu and black beans, and THEY DIDN'T HAVE
ANY BLACK BEANS!!! (I knew I should have
gone to Mojo Burrito's).
I know what you are thinking. "How could Ian's day possibly get any worse!?!" Well it did! On the way home, I was stuck behind an RV from
Texas . He was driving in the left lane, AND WOULDN'T MOVE
OVER!!!
It's pretty much the worst day in history. I'm going to have
to take some time to compose myself.
Please keep me in your thoughts.
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Fun Facts about the Electoral College
Currently consists of 538 electors (equal to the number of
Senators and Representatives, each state's number is allocated the same as its
Congressional delegation). DC gets 3, thanks to the 23rd Amendment. See the current allocation by clicking on this link
It takes a simple majority of electors to win the Presidency
- so, 270 wins.
In most of the states (excepting Maine
and Nebraska ),
it is a winner takes all situation, meaning the candidate who wins the popular
vote in that state gets all the electors. This is why it is possible to win
the popular vote and lose the Electoral College vote - ask Samuel J. Tilden. Well
you can't because he is dead, but click on the link.
Tilden (above) outpolled Hayes (below), but Hayes became our esteemed 19th President, doing very little while in office.
This is also why larger states that are very close in the polls are so important (for instance, the winner of the highly contested, and very close, Ohio vote will pick up 18 Electors, or about 6.7% of the total electors needed to win - even if he only wins the state by one vote)
Tilden (above) outpolled Hayes (below), but Hayes became our esteemed 19th President, doing very little while in office.
This is also why larger states that are very close in the polls are so important (for instance, the winner of the highly contested, and very close, Ohio vote will pick up 18 Electors, or about 6.7% of the total electors needed to win - even if he only wins the state by one vote)
Why the Electoral
College?
The Electoral College was created for two main reasons: First to ensure that knowledgeable men would wisely
choose the President, and second to ensure that the smaller states would not
have more proportionate power than the states with large populations (a minimum of three Electors gives a
disproportionate number of Elector votes to, for example, Wyoming over Texas ).
Arguments Against the Electoral College
Those who object to the Electoral College system and favor a
direct popular election of the president generally do so on four grounds:- the possibility of electing a
minority president - a voting minority, not a racial minority! (my edit)
- the risk of so-called
"faithless" Electors,
- the possible role of the
Electoral College in depressing voter turnout, and
- its failure to accurately
reflect the national popular will.
- contributes to the
cohesiveness of the country by requiring a distribution of popular support
to be elected president
- enhances the status of
minority interests,
- contributes to the political
stability of the nation by encouraging a two-party system, and
- maintains a federal system of
government and representation
Thanks for reading.
Now go vote, if you haven't already.
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