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salt in the dugout

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Alot of changes around here these days. Norman is back in business with OU starting up. At the same time it's a little lonely too with the sudden departure of Jordan ( hope all is well, man). It was nice to have a counterpart on the roads and at the shop but the siren song of Charlotte, NC doth beckon. Anyway, my foot is still improving and I hope to be able to return to the roads soon but I'm having a hard time freeing up energy while working at the shop. I intend to keep things as light as possible but there are big shoes to fill. I also am hoping to get a couple projects under way in regards to putting together some training resources for local runners.

Post title refers to the fact that one of salt's many uses is a neutralizing, sterilizing agent, and all around good luck charm meant to shake up the way things have been unfolding, presumably for the better. Evidently such glam sluggers as the Hanshin Tigers have made fervent their belief in such miraculous fixes. In any case, I can use this notion for myself and I know many others can, specifically in the health and fitness department (Meagan), so go ahead and throw a little salt around. I, myself, had a bunch a beers tonight in salt encrusted glasses to start the magic so go ahead and join the ride.

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Meagan Nedlo said…
you know i love my salt! i could also use it as a good luck charm right about now considering my stupid hip flexor is banged up.

p.s. even though he would never admit it, jordan misses you too. you should come visit us if those slave drivers on 36th and robinson ever give you the weekend off.
August 29, 2009 at 7:03 AM
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