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These are my running shoes after our morning run -- a bit wet and muddy. I have been running 3-4 times per week for approximately a year now. I've really come to love my morning runs and can now easily run 3-4 miles -- not fast mind you, but without stopping. The combination of this activity and cutting down on snacks has helped me loose 15 lbs. I like my pink shoes :)
October 10, 2010.
Thinking of the times I ever felt like running away. It was so easy, the feeling of just leaving.. compared to the intricate mess of tangled thoughts and complex ideas now. Now that I really thought about it I wonder if I'm making the right choice. But of course it's too late already isn't it. Those who get what they want glory in the beginning, and at the end face hesitation and trepidation. The clock is striking and it's time for me to go and face reality, yet I can feel my feet scurrying away in protest. I was never good at change. I AM never good at change. I can't let go so quickly and easily yet..
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From the archives. Print scanned. I did wonder whether to desaturate the tones (using Picasa) but have kept it as the original for the time being... When I have Photoshop then I'll be able to play!
Matari running over to check out the big black thing on the ground:)
Check out this weeks episode of "The Zoo", they have a segment profiling him including how his first night went :)
A Boeing EA-18G Growler from VAQ-136 "Gauntlets" departs Eielson AFB in a hurry for a Red Flag-Alaska mission in August 2013
Bogart giving fellow flickrites a quick tour of our backyard woods. Surprised I haven't taken more photos back here, but the ticks are thick in Minnesota woods. Hate having to pick them off. . .
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Out running again in shiny #runningtights from Soffe. Stopped here to stretch and take a few photos.
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He was late, all the children were already at the school. This little Maasai boy had to cross the entire village, but he was running striding fast and laughing.
I spotted him in the middle of the main square of the town, where you can see the typical architecture of the Maasai buildings. It is much better to check it in big and black.
Taken in Amboseli Maasai village, just in border of Kenya and Tanzania.
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Llegaba tarde, los demás niños ya estaban en la escuela. Este muchacho Maasai tenía que cruzar todo el pueblo, pero corría a toda velocidad a grandes zancadas y riendo.
Lo vi en el centro de la plaza principal de la aldea, donde se puede ver la arquitectura típica de los edificios de los Maasai. Ver mucho mejor en grande y negro.
Foto realizada en el poblado Maasai de Amboseli, justo en la frontera de Kenia y Tanzania.
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When I was young and stupid, I used to run out of gas on purpose just to see what would happen.
I did this often, especially when I was bored, and each time, I found myself in the strangest of situations faced with interesting challenges.
If I were to write about those adventures I'm sure it would make for some fascinating readings.
Now that I'm older and questionably wiser, I don't run out of gas anymore; at least I try to avoid it.
But I've still come close many times. And I wonder if you have too?
Ever find yourself on a road trip, running on EMPTY but passing each available gas station because the price per gallon was higher than what you wanted to pay? The next gas station SURELY must be selling gasoline slightly less per gallon than the one you just passed.
But it doesn't work out that way. The next gas station typically ends up selling gasoline at a higher price. How rude and heartless of them. The Audacity !!
Now you're screwed. It's late, you're not really sure where you are, you're driving on fumes and you don't know how far you have to travel to reach the next station. More importantly, it now doesn't matter what the price is per gallon. You'll pay ANYTHING so as not to run out of gas.
Right when you think that you might have to deal with an unpleasant situation, a miracle happens. The Heavens open up revealing a gorgeous blue sky with the most beautiful gas station that you've ever seen.
You made it. You survived! The Gods were with you! And you managed to save a WHOPPING 40 cents to boot! (20 gallons X 2 cents per gallon savings).
In conclusion, upon seeing how the Blues and Whites of this Chevron Sign lined up so well with the sky, I made a U-Turn to take some shots of it. I also felt the need to include my short story.
Since 2010 I have designed many horses. One day, I asked myself how to design a seahorse which represented "waves", to design a running horse which people could feel "wind"...
Wet-folded from Vietnamese traditional handmade paper
The Flickr Lounge-Ode To The Seasons. I snapped this on the fly yesterday on the way to the gym. I've been trying forever to get a decent photo of this little brook. There are many of these around this area.
Leica Meet, Soho London
Leica M8 + Voigtlander 15mm f4.5 Super Wide Heliar
Zone focused shooting from the waist. Original crop.
The 15mm on the 1.33x crop M8 sensor was by far my favourite walkabout lens for street photography.
Pete Carter running for the RNLI. Donate to the RNLI here, or pop into a lifeboat station and offload your cash.