feets.

or, everything I know about running

In 2008, a few months after becoming a dad, I decided that being out of shape was not only going to make that job much harder but it setting me up as a terrible role model for this new kid who would look up to me as a role model. I signed up for a running clinic at the nearby run club and a few months later had transformed myself from a couch potato into guy who could run a five klick race... really slowly... and with a bit of a dizzy spell at the end.