I hate running…
I would rather heft a 70 pound pack on my back and “ruck” or “hump” 12 miles over hilly terrain than put on t-shirt, running shorts, and “go-fasters” and run 2 miles on a flat course…
When I was a young Marine infantryman, I did run, but only because I had to. I never [...]
Archive for the ‘No Sh*t, There I was...’ category
Running with Kings…
June 7th, 2009
So, Here We Are…
December 27th, 2008
I made it!
It’s the first step towards the resolution of many issues…
Gun Line regulars have followed my journey up to this moment, this defining moment. Now comes the time where, having put my money where my mouth is, it is time to earn a little interest.
I am here.
More to follow… Much more…

