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WHERE THE TRAIL ENDS

WHERE THE TRAIL ENDS

WHERE THE TRAIL STARTED FOR ME

November 29, 2016

Okay, guys don’t know if the saying is true for you over there, no matter where in the world you are today.

Cowboys don’t cry. Man, since my earliest days, I’ve never been known to be one of those cry babies. Can I say this? Don’t know what you call them where you are, and hey ‘girls’, no disrespect meant, but from a young age, I was always taught that it was only sissies who cried. As hard as my two years inside were, I never shed a tear there either. Continue Reading…

WHERE THE TRAIL ENDS

ACTUALLY, THE TRAIL NEVER ENDS

January 5, 2016

Hi, hope you enjoyed my last ‘outpost’. Hope you enjoyed my concerted effort to do a bit of trailblazing on your behalf. While I’m always talking about the things I love doing out of doors, the game here is to encourage many of you guys to get up on your feet and go out there and have a blast, because guys, I have to tell you this, you only have one life so you’d better make the most of it. It’s the only one you’ve got, so you’d better make it count. And doing so is not all about making the most out of your career. There’s other things you’ve got to do to make sure that your life is awesome. Continue Reading…

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MAN ON THE RUN

March 15, 2015

I must tell you about those outdoor adventures

That’s the great thing about this blogging gig. Because it’s a personal one it gets to have a life of its own. You remember how the last post turned out? I was saying one thing, promising to talk to you about this, that and the other, and ended up getting no further than how I got to love chowing down my carbs. Only, I didn’t even get to tell you that. Not only that, I didn’t even get to the rest of the stuff. Now that I’m warmed up to the idea, I’m not even bothered by it and I’m actually starting to get quite excited about it. Continue Reading…

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THE MAN WHO LOVES TO RUN

August 1, 2014

I’m Dan the man and I love to run. You’ll be blown away to learn that me running and running, and still running wasn’t always for all the right reasons. In fact, let me start this blog off by saying that in the past, I was always running from the fuzz. My misdemeanors may have been petty in comparison to some of the grievous deeds being committed today but they were very bad things still. Now that I’ve spent some time inside and have rehabilitated myself, I feel it is my duty to share with you what I’ve learned and what I’ve experienced so far in my new life as a guy who loves to run and go on healthy outdoor adventures. Continue Reading…