Pluck the Day: 11-06-2015


Here are some quick facts about me to help you understand the cartoon for today.

  • I am a rabid runner who has run multiple half-marathons, marathons and even completed my first ultra-marathon (The North Face Endurance Challenge 50-miler) earlier this year.
  • I am also a “streaker,” meaning I have run no less than 1-mile, every day, outdoors, for over 1000 days (I started my streak on December 01, 2012).  I hold extra pride to the whole “outdoors” part since I live in Northern Virginia and our winters have been cold and icy for the last few years.  To clarify, to be a member of the United States Running Streak Association, Inc., yes, there is a gaggle of us crazies, you don’t have to do it outdoors, that’s just something special I added in for myself.
  • In order to get my runs in each day, I get up EARLY.  At times, my runs are 60 to 90 minutes and then I have an hour long drive to work each day. During the weekends, I can be out for up to 3 hours and my goal is to try to be home before the family gets up.  So that means I only get to sleep in an extra hour or two on Saturday and Sunday.
  • I am a veteran of the United States Marine Corps.  It was 15 years ago this month that I joined my beloved Corps.

What does all of this mean?  It means that waking up when it is still dark (and yes, currently my alarm is set for 3:54 am during the week) is nothing new to me.  I still hate it but I have made peace with my life choices.  One of my favorite posts I ever wrote was when I used to blog about running.  It’s called The secret life of athletes and describes some of the unspoken truths about being a runner.  Like the night peeing.

Even though my alarm is set for a time when many people are just crawling into bed, I couldn’t be happier.  By the time I get into the office by 9am, I have already: run, hit the gym, made and eaten breakfast, packed my lunch, drawn for about 20-30 minutes, maybe read a comic book, and recently, played with my daughter.  Now if it wasn’t for those 9 to 10 hours a day I spend in the office, things would be perfect.  🙂

And if you haven’t guessed, this is only possible thanks to the love and support of my amazing, beautiful and brilliant wife, who has to deal with the fact that her husband is a lunatic and his alarm starts going off at ungodly hours.

So remember, the next time you want to take a sledge hammer to your alarm clock, who are you really mad at, the clock?  Or maybe it’s (fill in person’s name)’s fault for needing to meet so early and they should get the sledge hammer instead?  Or, maybe it’s those dang scientists?  Seriously, all this time these geniuses spend in the lab and they haven’t found a caffeine equivalent to the nicotine patch. Heck, the first thing you do when they finally release the caffeine patch is to lace the snooze button with some of that stuff.  Next thing you know, we would be on our way to solve most of the world’s problems.

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About OxenTrot

During the day, I am a mild mannered desk jockey who helps to manage a large IT company.  At night, I am a family man, who is insanely in love with his wife and a proud daddy to an amazing girl.  But in the pre-dawn hours, as most everyone else is still asleep, I am my alter ego.  During that time, I am: OxenTrot. Ox was a call sign bestowed upon me while I was an active duty United States Marine, mainly in tribute to the fact that I was a major gym rat. After 5 years and three tours of duty, I reentered the civilian world.  My call sign was replaced by my actual name but the Ox still lived inside. As I began to adapt to my new life, I also began to take on new adventures, such as starting a family, getting a “big boy” job and taking on endurance sports.
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