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Making the jump

Posted in My life, Running with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on September 1, 2016 by theroadandthedamned

So I have only been running for 3 years and my furthest race has been a half marathon. That being said my determination is larger than my brain..
I have a half in November
Then a 50K in December
I also got invited to attempt a 100k in January
I’m going to do them all,will I succeed I’m not sure. What I am sure of is that I will get out there and bust my ass if I have to tap out I will. Yeah I’m writing this on the one year anniversary of getting a heart stent. So yeah never let anyone tell you not to try something
worst case scenario, you fail, learn from it and try again.

 

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NCSF certified Personal Trainer

Posted in My life with tags , , , , , , on July 1, 2016 by theroadandthedamned

Passed the test officially.

Tomorrow is the day

Posted in My life with tags , , , , , , , , , on June 30, 2016 by theroadandthedamned

I take my personal trainer certification test. I have studied I have worked in the field. I know what I need to accomplish yet I still have doubt even after acing multiple practice exams. This isn’t something new to me self doubt is a constant…wish me luck.

Help me eliminate Alzheimers

Posted in My life, Running with tags , , , , , , on June 4, 2016 by theroadandthedamned

I have lost both of my grandmothers to this horrible disease. I am running a half marathon in their honor. I’m accepting donations all go to an alzheimers charity. Any help from the running community will be greatly appreciated.
https://runsignup.com/Race/27306/Donate/y9NHzMfjOx9v2HtB
Please reblog this, share it donate whatever you can do.
Thank you
Bob Ripperdan

Sunday

Posted in Running with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on March 6, 2016 by theroadandthedamned

So today I got 7 miles in before my protein shake. But let me tell you the story of those miles.It was cold for Florida (53 with 10 mph winds) so that mean long sleeve shirt and compression tights. and Yes I wear shorts over them because nobody needs to see that. So I run  a mile long sleeve comes off. I want to just toss it but don’t. Not because of littering or the plight of the homeless but because it’s a Batman shirt, I’d never forgive myself. I run to my gym 3.4 miles away I check in and decide to lift. After a few minutes I realize if I stay here I will walk home, NO BUENO. So I leave and start running home. I’m tired and hot  now and want to shed these damn tights like Marilyn Manson circa 1994. I continue on telling myself “Just 2 1/2 more miles”  “You could call an Uber”  “I know I’ll flag down a police officer and explain i was mugged and need a ride home”. The cop would laugh and say “who would have the nerve to mug a dude like you?” I’d then explain how I was approached by a very aggressive group of grannies in an 87 Cadillac El Dorado Who threatened me with the dirty tennis balls that padded the feet of their walkers. In the end i just ran home. But these are the things I think when I run.

Personal Trainers

Posted in Life with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on March 2, 2016 by theroadandthedamned

So how much does or a should a personal trainers physical appearance affect your decision to train with them. I am not an Adonis but I know what I am doing and how to get results. I am NOT a pretty boy nor would I ever want to be, I have lived the life of a fat man for 99% of my life. With that being said will any of that matter to my clients? Should it? Would you rather train with someone who can actually relate to your struggles. Or with someone who is pleasant to look at and won the genetic lottery. I’m not saying that the pre conceived notion of how a trainer looks is a bad thing. More so that pre conceived notions are a bad thing. If you saw my before and after (done solely by me) would you hire me? Replies are appreciated.12662468_10208798961120213_4585763578420156125_n

Stank

Posted in Running with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 2, 2016 by theroadandthedamned

So I drove out to the woods today for a nice trail run. I went there knowing I’d left my trail shoes in the car. I however had forgotten that they were wet and in a bag. I opened the bag and a smell formed a visual hammer in the sky like in a cartoon and started assaulting me. They smelled bad rally fucking bad. I couldn’t even let myself wear them on the trails as I was afraid to get an instant infection and lose a digit. I wore my kinvara’s on the trails… not the same. Git the run in drove home with the windows down in my car because once the bag of stench was bothered it wouldn’t be contained. I got home and doused them in a combination of good old fashioned blue Dawn and white vinegar while standing in a pentacle reciting one of Bobby Singer’s incantations to send the Succubus back to where it came from. They are now basking in the Florida sun. Waiting….Watching… STINKING