“Are you just joggin’ it” Politically Incorrect Blog /18

It is said that if you can’t run a 10k in under 40 minutes, you’re not a serious runner. So with that in mind and my 50th birthday fast approaching, I hired Thom Hunt, a world-class runner, to train me.
After running a 38:20 in a San Diego and a 38:40 in Santa Rosa on my 50’th birthday, I decided it was time to take on the 1/2 marathon. The one I chose was the one they run every Fathers Day back in my hometown of Winnipeg. Not only would it be fun to see family and friends but I’d also get to run it with my nephew, Jamie Boychuk whom I recently reunited with. Jamie now lives in Jacksonville where he’s one of the big kahunas at GSX railway, but back then he was just a kid running track, not a railroad. (pictured on top with me at his beautiful home in Jacksonville and at the 1/2 marathon in Winnipeg some 25 years earlier) 
Meanwhile, back at the race, I happened to notice that Olympian Jeff Galloway was lining up with all the elite runners. Wow, I’ve read all of his books on running and now I was actually going to run in a race with him, how cool was that?
Suddenly the gun went off and I quickly lost sight of both Jeff and Jamie. Knowing how badly Jamie wanted to beat me, I hoped that Thom was right when he said that the young always go out too fast. Sure enough at about the 2-mile marker, I went by him, but of course, I thought that he’d probably tucked in right behind me just waiting for the perfect moment to make his move. However, there was no way that I was gonna check, so instead, I just picked up my pace.
I ran the whole race out of my comfort zone and as we entered the track at the Universty near the race’s end,(pictured above) not only was I exhausted but I was positive that Jamie was about to blow by me. Finally, I crossed the finish line and as I was catching my breath, I looked around there was no Jamie. However a little while later, I did see Jeff also cross the finish line.

Later that night when I called trainer Thom and told him that not only had I beat my nephew and had come in third, I also finished ahead of Jeff Galloway who was probably dogging it. Thom said, “Well that’s his story, yours is that you beat him.


A line in the old song “Summertime” explains exactly how it still works. “Your Daddy’s rich and your Ma’s good lookin’, so hush little baby don’t you cry.”

I understand that back in my homeland, Trudeau is trying to make recreational marijuana legal in October to celebrate my birthday. Hell, what’s the rush Dude, I don’t even partake.

I was just reading that if you want to rent a two bedroom house in California, you need to make at least $30.92 an hour. In Florida, it takes $20.68 an hour, but if you’ll consider living in Alabama, you can slide by on $13.72 an hour. Go Tide!

I was educated in a pool hall on my way home from school.

The only way to be right is not to be afraid of being wrong.

Back when more folks were afraid of the police, I believe fewer people died.


My dream is to become as attractive as all the African, Russian, and Filipino women who hit me up on facebook say I already am.


I hear that Kim Jong Un wants McDonald’s built right next to the Trump Tower in North Korea.

We’re all prejudice about something. Fucking liberals, fucking conservatives, fucking socialists, fucking rich people, fucking welfare people, fucking mouthy athletes and musicians, fucking politicians, fucking salespeople, fucking jocks, fucking bosses, fucking staff, fucking women, fucking men, fucking cops, fucking post office, fucking bums, fucking DMV, and if you’re from Canada, the fucking French.

Just guessing here but I rather doubt that it was a standing president who decided that there should be a term limit for presidents but not for Congress?


I wonder what Chuck Berry spent all that money on that he didn’t spend on musicians?


White men may not know how to jump, but they sure know how to play soccer.


Have you ever heard of a radio market where the sales department led a radio station into battle?

Being boring on the radio has a longer shelf life than being obnoxious does.

I think the real purpose of Billboards is so that your sales staff doesn’t have to hear from a potential client, “Never heard of ya.”


How come in the movies they leave the car door open; women fall when running, and the folks trying to escape from thugs always go up?

Who was it and when was it decided that it would be ok to take a personal call while customers were waiting?

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