Thought of the Day – 7/29: Be Careful Out There

I want to do a quick post today highlighting a danger runners and walkers face everyday – dogs.

On Monday, during my evening run of a scheduled two-run day, I was approximately 2.5 miles into my 8 miles when I was attacked and bitten by a dog!

After getting the bleeding to stop

I was running on a normal route I’ve used for years. The owner was home and outside with his dog when this occurred. My wife and I have had issues with this dog running after us before, and following us for quite a distance.

This got me thinking, how many dogs are unleashed and running loose in yards in our area? A LOT! During my run last night I was able to think of a time where I encountered a dog, or two, at almost every home. In fact, I remembered another dog had bit the heel of my shoe last summer when I was running by.

I was not at fault. I’m allowed to run on a public right-of-way. I’m also allowed to be pissed! Although the bite could’ve been much worse, it was bad enough to prevent me from continuing, requiring at home first aid (although my wife was adamant I needed one or two stitches to properly close one gash), and severely slowing me down during my run the next day.

24-Hours later...

Runners have enough to worry about when out – pace, hydration, form, vehicles flying by without so much as inching over. Unfortunately dogs, or any other animal, are also potentially dangerous. Watch your backs and be safe out there!

Check out this article from Runner’s World with tips from multiple dog trainers.

Thought of the Day – 7/7

I’ve mentioned before sitting on my nightstand is a frame I received for my first father’s day. Inside is a picture of me reading to my son when he was about 6 months old. And next to that a quote my wife found that reads,

while we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about.


I’ve been reminded of that quote a lot lately. Watching both of my children grow up and learn everyday is a blessing I’m constantly grateful for. I know there are so many children whose parents are no longer with them and my heart truly aches for them.

A parents job is multi-faceted and unrelenting. One role we take on is that of a teacher.

I thought I would have to teach my child about the world. It turns out, I have to teach the world about my child.

My beautiful, smart, energetic, loving son is Autistic. The word, the disorder, the tantrums, the long days, the routines, and challenges do not scare me. The thing I fear the most is how the world reacts to my son, how they will treat him when I’m not around.

I’ve witnessed the cruelty this world can bring. I’ve seen my wife come home in tears from the grocery store and people we thought of as friends talk about us behind our backs and quickly disappear and rarely be heard from again. I’ve seen the looks and stares. Heard your rude and crushing comments and felt the pain of those words.

No, my child is not bad. No, my child is not acting out. No, my child does not need a spanking. I want to scream these words to people, yet sometimes still have a hard time remembering them myself. It’s true.

There are days where my wife and I do not have the strength to make it to bedtime. Then when he is asleep, we go into his room and adjust his blankets, rub his hair and give him a kiss. We look at him in those moments, everynight, and we realize he gives us the strength.


Mother Teresa once said, “I know God will not give me more than I can handle. I just wish he didn’t trust me so much.” If a Saint can feel that way, I guess it’s okay for me too! One thing I’m learning is Autism will always be a part of my son, but it is not who he is. He is so much more than a diagnosis.


That is why our Piece by Piece race this weekend means so much to us. We are trying to not only raise funds to help with research, we are also giving other families in the community a safe, non-judgmental place to bring their children and enjoy the company of others fighting the same fight.

The medals we will award represent the athletes hard work; but what does the puzzle piece ribbon on the medal represent?

The puzzle pattern represents the mystery and complexity of autism. Different colors and shapes represent the diversity of people and families living with this disorder. Lastly, the brightness signals hope.

Hope of a new day, new chapter, new treatment, new beginning, new breakthrough.

Hope for acceptance. Hope for change.

Thought of the Day – 6/30

Last week, I sent a tweet expressing pleasure in the Supreme Court’s decision regarding marriage equality that “cost us” some Twitter followers. While this blog is primarily used as an outlet for our fitness and family adventures, I feel it important to mix it up, and make it personal – make it worth taking the time to read.

I do not expect everyone to have my beliefs. That would be crazy. I encourage people to think for themselves, engage in meaningful dialogue and challenge the status quo in this country. Those are the underlying principles that founded this nation.

With that said, it is my belief in life that all people were created for a purpose in this world, and all people should enjoy the same fundamental rights.



I hope everyone has a wonderful day!

Thought of the Day – 6/16

In honor of Father’s Day this weekend, I would like to share a passage I read everyday as it sits on my nightstand.

“While we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about.”

~Angela Schwindt

To all the dads out there, I hope you enjoy your day.

Thought of the Day – 6/2

Listen to the mustn’ts, child. Listen to the don’ts. Listen to the shouldn’ts, the impossibles, the won’ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me… Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.

~Shel Silverstein

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