I’m a Best Damn Race Ambassador, and what this means for YOU! or: “I’m burnin’ aviation fuel, my foot’s to the floor…”

Well this feels so gosh darn… adult. And I mean that in a “grown up, mature” way, and definitely NOT in a “trying to unscramble a late-night cable signal in 1983 using a bunch of analog knobs as to get a hint of naughty bits” sort of way. Gauche, really. Moving on… Over the past…

App Review: “Zombies, Run!” (Android) or: “How to make your running group think you’re even more of a chowderhead…”

UPDATE: Season 2 is now available. Click here for my initial thoughts on the new features and storylines! Ahh, long-distance running… The fine art of destroying your cartilage and killing your weekend social life all for the sake of a $0.95 hunk of metal (which cost you anywhere from $80 to $200) shoved in your…