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"Only those who risk failing greatly can ever succeed greatly." –RFK

Sunday, January 28, 2007

on war and peace...

Posted by Lisa B at 10:20 PM

3 comments:

Anonymous said...: That's brilliant. Thanks for posting Lisa - made a work day so much better, Ian; January 29, 2007 at 10:02:00 AM PST
Anonymous said...: OMG! I laughed so hard I had heads popping up over my cubicle walls. Very dangerous here, where I'm surrounded by Republicans!

I snatched a copy to forward to my friends!! Thank you for that one!; January 29, 2007 at 1:12:00 PM PST
Bob - BlogMYruns.com said...: lol; January 29, 2007 at 4:35:00 PM PST

About Me

Lisa B: Spokane, WA, United States; I am an ultra runner, physician and have been medical director of some of the toughest ultras. I tend to be a mover and a shaker and louder than my size suggests. However, my Gemini twin is gentler and contemplative, an artist, a writer, and a poet. I am a dog lover, a believer in souls, and have a special affinity for those who struggle because I have been there.

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Inducted into the Badwater Hall of Fame

Badwater Hall of Fame

Some previous posts

River Run: More than a name
Water is life
So back to that looming question
Rumination
2009 Spartathlon race report
Greecy thoughts from 2008
Spartathlon 2008 picture story
Ankle update
Bummer!
Uncle Joe's 50k
Badwater Ultramarathon 2008
Big horns and beach cruisin'
20th Century 100k Trail Run
Ice Age Trail 50-Miler
Spokane River Run 50k
Umstead 100-Mile Endurance Run
Pacific Rim 24-Hour Run
Centennial Trail Run 37-Miles
Death Valley Trail Marathon
Across the Years 48 hour Run
Spartathlon & the Greek Islands
Have bike, will ride
Gooooooodwater!
Breaking the silence
How Much Does Opportunity Cost?
Shafer-Butte 52 mile run
On Rhabdomyolysis
Death Valley -> New Orleans
Dehydration & other ultrarunning hazards
Memories from my first Ultra - IAT50
Sunflower Iron Double - The perfect training run
Bells & Floods
Moon shadows, life in Death Valley & more
Off to Death Valley
I'm IT - 6 WEIRD things about me
Why I run ultras
Restraint? What restraint?
When all your luck is bad
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Back in the running
Restraint
Stranger kindship
No, I don't cook

My Blog List

Journey to Badwater

Ome Mil Cempohualli: Across the Years 2020 and 1000 mile jacket
4 years ago
Running Off Road

Earth Day 50k trail race
5 years ago
Long Distance Voyager

East Bound and Down
7 years ago
Run More Talk Less

Real friendships
7 years ago
The Back of the Pack

A Year has Slipped By
9 years ago
You're the Boss

So Long, From You’re the Boss
10 years ago
I Run Ultras

11 years ago
Lisa Smith-Batchen

The 28th Marathon des Sables: Let the journey begin!!!
11 years ago
Drymax Sports

Ellie Greenwood In Drymax for 2013
11 years ago

Marathons & ultras a stone's throw away

NW Ultras calendar
Bloomsday Road Runners Club

Western States 2003

Badwater 2007. Photo by Glenn Tachiyama

This is my crazy lovable huggable Weimaraner, Steely Dan. I call him Steely. He left us in January of this year at only 6 years from lymphoma that did not respond to chemotherapy treatments. Steely was a total goof. He loved trail running, road running, treadmill running, new experiences, making eye contact, sleeping on his back, me, kids, and liver treats. He was Zappa's best friend. We miss him dearly.

This is Stella. A rescue from the shelter. She's about 6 months old and a Border Collie. She is a joyous bundle of energy and curiosity and now also Zappa best friend. She will make a nice running partner when she grows up.

This is the now the big brother of my family - a rescued Greyhound. His name is Frank Zappa. I call him Zappa. He's 7 years old and has learned all about life beyond the track and crate from Steely when he was with us. It was very rewarding to watch his personality bloom as he settled into the family. And yes, he runs like the wind!

This is Natasha, my dearest friend. She was with me through college, medical school, residency, and she moved with me from Chicago to Spokane several years ago. She was my best running partner for 10 years. My sweet Natasha died from bone cancer in 2006. I miss her still. I hung a windchimes over the deck outside. When it chimes, I smile and think she has finally -- wherever she is now -- caught a squirrel!