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This site is created by Jim Laprel; avid runner, comic and blogger. See my schedule below for my latest comedy appearances. Click on my blogs to see my latest thoughts on the New England Patriots and the NFL, as well as other aspects of life.

"The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step"
                          Lao-tzu Chinese philosopher ( 604-531 B.C. )

New York City Marathon

Nov 4, 2018 at the 22 mile mark 

Doing a set at Strange Brew Tavern Nov 26, 2018



Here is an interview I did with a local newspaper about my running.


My blog: "All Pats Talk". Read the latest on the three time Super Bowl Champions and the rest of the NFL. Get an "outsiders" viewpoint. (click here)



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because the schedule was so difficult to format when I first designed this website.


Tues, April 27    Saydie's Restaurant

                          136 Cluff Crossing Rd   Salem, NH  7:30pm

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Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Running the Table
I never mind going food shopping. It's something I like to do. I love fresh produce and I'm a fanatic about what I buy. I wish every day could be like today. I got a nice piece of haddock for a reasonable price. I think they were gouging everyone during Lent. Plus, a lot of fish was previously frozen. Only fresh for me and it has to look good.

I hit the jackpot in the produce department. The asparagus was so full. Why can't it always look this good? It only got better with the zucchini, summer squash and green peppers. The iceberg lettuce was perfect and I load up on seedless grapes.

Why can't they sell stuff like this all the time? So many times I go home disappointed. If it doesn't look good, I'm certainly not going to eat it. They should outlaw "manager's specials".

I guess I'll just have to enjoy my stuff over the next two days. I'll be back for more on Thursday.
6:17 pm edt 

Global Warming?
It's April 28th and I spent a few hours at the beach today. Who would have thought a week ago while running the marathon in 45 degree weather, that today would be a beach day?
I thought I would go to Hampton for a few hours after lunch. It seem like everyone had the same idea. The traffic was backed up a mile from the bridge into Hampton from Seabrook. After about 10 minutes, this looked like a bad idea.

I decided to turn around and try Salisbury. I parked along Rt 1A and made my way to the beach. I took a long walk as I usually do at the beach. I'm not one to lie on the sand and fry. The beach was crowded in spots.

The crowd was a mix of ages, although it looked like a lot of high school kids had decided to take the afternnoon off and knock down a few cold ones at the same time. Naturally, there were people in the water.

It felt great to take a shower when I got home and wash the sand and salt away. Tomorrow, it's going to be back in the 50's, but this is my earliest beach day on record.
6:04 pm edt 

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Another Season Starts
It's three days after the marathon and it's the start of my golf season. I played today for the first time. If people ask me how I did, I would say it was a nice day for a walk, sunshine and fresh air. I actually played better than I thought I would. I was rather stiff on my golf swing, but my legs felt better.

I've played in the same Thursday night league for the last thirty years. This will take me into mid-September. By then, I will be down to my last six weeks before the New York City Marathon. Looking at the trees today, I could not help but think that I will see the cycle of them fully blooming and then the transition to the colors of autumn before the golf season is over.

Although it was cool out there today, we will soon go through those hot and humid days. It hard to believe that at times, but such are the seasons.
11:05 pm edt 

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

48 Hours
48 hours ago, I was making my final preparation to the start of marathon. What a difference two days makes! I'm still quite stiff in my legs and walking down stairs sideways. Nothing out of the ordinary for anyone who does this. I think I'm getting my hydration level back to normal. I plan to do a little light running this weekend. It was great to stretch and workout in the pool yesterday. It's only 6 months and 8 days until the New York City Marathon. It will be here before I know.
9:11 am edt 

Monday, April 20, 2009

The Chapter Gets Written
It's a little past 11pm. I've been home for about an hour after attending a post race marathon party. The food was great! I've just killed off a quart of Gatorade. I feel a little sore, but what a great day! I ran a very aggressive race hoping to break 5:45. I was way ahead of pace until 17 miles. The hills of Newton took a big toll on me. I dug myself into a deep hole and was facing the prospect of not breaking 6 hours. I came alive and ran very strong the last three miles to finish in 5:58:16. There are so many great stories and inspirational people in this race.
Now all of my attention turns to getting ready for the NYC marathon on Nov 1. I have a little over 6 months, but that will fly by. Every time I run a marathon, I never want the day to end. However, tomorrow will come and I need to soak some items in the sink tonight as even Tide cannot get Vaseline out of a t shirt or make my white socks white again!

11:28 pm edt 

Sunday, April 19, 2009

On the Verge

In 24 hours the marathon will be history for me. I'm writing this shortly before I eat my pasta dinner. I wonder how it will all turn out. In spite of finishing 67 marathons, it never gets easier. Everyone has their individual story. It's going to be a lot of fun. You wait all year for this and in one day it's all over until next year. The race is just a few hours, but the memories are forever.

6:25 pm edt 

Thursday, April 16, 2009

I Hate to Lose This Battle
One thing I know is my way around Boston and Cambridge. I've been driving in since high school. I take great pride in knowing where to park at a meter. It's against my principles to pay to park. I though I had it together tonight when I went to the Comedy Studio in Cambridge. Harvard Square is always a challenge, but I had plenty of time. All of a sudden it's a few laps around the block and no meter. Well, there's always Cambridge Common. More traffic and the clock is ticking. Three laps around the Common and I had one taken right before my eyes. Timing is everything.

I now had a choice: pay or be late. I reluctantly drove to the garage and ended up on the top level. I got a discount rate. Only $15. I learned a lesson. Next time I'll come in via Porter Square and scout out those meters
  Why didn't I thinkof that in the first place?
12:13 am edt 

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

He Flirted With Greatness
Golf stories can be boring, especially to those who don't play the game. I've played since I was in my teens, but rarely watch it on tv. I caught the end of the Masters on Sunday. Tiger Woods played himself out of contention over the last two holes. They even showed him tossing a club in anger. The leader was Kenny Perry, who at the age of 48, was looking at a chance to be the oldest golfer to win one of the four Majors. Winning a Major is the biggest accomplishment in one's career, other than making a ton of money. All he had to do was shoot par over the last two holes. Simple enough, as that is the norm of the PGA. Otherwise, you don't make the cut or any money.

All of a sudden, Perry reverts to becoming a weekend golfer like the rest of the the world. He proceeds to bogey the last two holes and force himself into a three way sudden-death playoff. After eliminating one golfer on the first hole, Perry continues to play like the rest of us and shoots a bogey and loses the tournament. He comes in second. Sure he makes a lot of money and will continue to do so, but he had a chance to write an ending that nobody might ever match; being the oldest winner of a Major. Such is the game of golf.
4:46 pm edt 

Monday, April 13, 2009

Simon Says - Does Anyone Really Care?

There is an allegeded huge story in the news today. Simon Cowell might leave as a judge on American Idol after this season. I saw it first on AOL's home page. Is this news or what? What does he mean by might leave? Is it more than a 50% chance? When does a story really become a story? Is he trying to drive up the show's ratings or is it just a slow news day today? The only people this matters to are people who watch American Idol. Most of them don't even care! Why does the media make a story out of a non-story. Until it's past the rumor stage, it's a bunch of nonsense. If Simon quits, it becomes a story. However, life will go on and the sun will rise and set tomorrow. 

12:57 pm edt 

Friday, April 10, 2009

Objects Look Differently on TV
I was at the Red Sox game on Thursday. It was a beautiful afternoon for a game. I'm not sure why there were so many parents with their kids there. Was it a school holiday? Whenever you watch a game on TV, you see the third base foul line, very distinct and going all the way to the Green Monster. With time to kill before the game, my nephews and I were walking around and got down to field level. I was quite surprised to see that the white foul line is not chalk or lime. It's a long strip of heavy duty vinyl! The grounds keeper was sweeping the loose dirt from it.

Today, this same group was eating lunch at the CBS Sports Scene at Gillette Stadium. When you  watch the Patriots on TV, you see this large complex looming over the filed where some of the A-List of people hang during the game. I've always thought those are great seats. 

Once we got there, I was surprised how far you are away from the field. The power of TV. Even the athletes look bigger than in person.

However, TV can never make the prices look smaller. It costs a fortune to go to a game. A family needs to take a home equity loan these days to swing it.
11:54 pm edt 

Monday, April 6, 2009

The Dawn of Another Season

The transition from winter to spring brings the hope and excitement of another baseball season. Perhaps it was ironic that the Sox home opener was rained out. Tomorrow will come and another season will burst onto the scene. We will follow our team through the showers of spring, dog days of summer and the turning of the leaves. How will it all end? Who will be the stars? Who will surpass expectations and who will fall under? That's one of the great mysteries that captivates us.

The twilight of my Boston Mararthon preparation brings the beginning of the season while the twilight of the baseball season brings me to the start of the New York City Marathon. Two events in my life bounded by the seasons. I'm not sure how any of this will all play out, but it's going to be quite a ride one way or the other.

7:49 pm edt 

Friday, April 3, 2009

This Place Never Gets Old
Tonight I was driving into Boston to do a comedy show. I love the feeling as I approach Boston via Rt 93. Seeing the city in the distance has the same thrill I had as a teenager. The city is always filled with excitement and energy. This show was down in the new Seaport district. I parked a couple of blocks away. It was 7:30pm. Dusk had settled in, accompanied by low hanging clouds. The temperature was in the 50's and I could smell a touch of salt in the air. What a great feeling! I was ready to go on stage.

My set went very well. I did one of my longer ones, almost 13 minutes. As I walked to my car after the show,  I had a panoramic view of the skyline of the financial district. To my right was the harbor. The sky was filled with the lights of the city. I thought to myself: "I love this place".
12:27 am edt 

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