three DECADES

Published February 25, 2020

happy THIRTY 🎂

THIRTY never looked so good!

Birthday work-day CINNAMON ROLL (kiddo fave). Lunch libations at Avery Brewery in Gunbarrel. Time-crunched for a brew tour but didn’t skip the lunch flight trio 🍺

Gal’s got priorities. LOL>

Lame-o birthday month for the BIG 3-0. Still recouping from the world’s longest flu. Fever gone, back to work. Just zero energy, completely zapped. Ho hum.

THIRTY-ONE’s gonna be HUGE! Promise ❤️

Bit lame-o for Tommy W’s day also. State closed all restaurants due to the COVID outbreak. DoorDash app helped maintain birthday-tradition chicken from ‘The Post’. Celebrated another year AND supported LOCAL. Fried CHICKEN front-door delivered. YUM! Ash-influence rubbing off. Usually all do-gooder initiatives are hers!

Happy Birthday beautiful ones. We’ll go BIG in 2021!

: breakfast FAVE

: LUNCH 🍺

: bread pudding S’MORE

: Ash & aunt Collette

: Wilp TRADITION ☘️

Valentines Day 2K20

Published February 14, 2020

Rowan O’Roark

Been a tough week to celebrate the annual Holiday of LOVE.

Fever & lack of energy, day after day after day. Hadn’t missed a [non-marathon] day from work in YEARS, but this… can’t seem to shake.

So 2K20… most thankful for those PRESENT in our lives.

Those who show kindness and love when you’re down & need it most.

Many thanks Ash for bringing by food. Thanks to friends texting/for checking-in. And thanks most to my best pal, Ro. BESTEST companion EVER. I love ya buddy 🐾

Happy Valentines Day 2K20 ❤️

“Where there is great love, there are always miracles” ~ Willa Cather (1927)

: BESTEST pup 🐾

: BESTEST card

: BESTEST family

: BESTEST friends

: Holiday of LOVE ❤️

Valentines Day FUNNY (niece & her comfort cat)

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big Easy FAIL

Published February 9, 2020

Life accelerated. 7 days since departing Antarctica, back at D.I.A (Denver Int’l). Fast become my home-from-home this year. TWELVE, that’s the 2020 marathon count 😊

Louisiana’s Big Easy. Mentally plugged in; awesome part of America to kick-off a post-Antarctica run. Heavy accented & redneck. Dig the South. Childhood, my people.

Big PARTY town, New Orleans. the Land of Mardi Gras. Conversation starter with every Lyft driver (no rental this journey). Big letdown, dude’s a marathoner. LOL>

first stop: NOLA Convention Center. Bib pickup, registration. Rock n Roll EXPO.

Quick walk-thru the Brooks tent (I’m a shoe junkie). Small bowl of red beans-n-rice (another addiction). Lyft transport back over the Bridge. Couple blocks off the French Quarter. Sleeps shouting-distance from tomorrow’s Start. Location, location, location.

Sidewalk tour of Hurricane Katrina history. Café du Monde beignets. Bag of soulful fried chicken take-out. Headache, chilled. Early night. Physically off this trip. Touch of fever, then couple hours I’m fine again. Marathon/flight/hotel all prepaid, so… I’m here.

Sunday alarm. FEVER. Showered. Race dressed. I can do this. Could hear muffled announcements thru a closed window. Twenty minutes more. It’ll pass. Fever-finished Charleston last month. Don’t PANIC. No rule against race-starting a later Corral.

10 minutes. Not happening. Not my day.

Rock ‘n Roll DNS. Crazy disappointing, big Easy FAIL.