No Such Thing as Karma

Perhaps there is no such thing as Karma. I used to believe that everyone gets what they deserve eventually, but lately I just do not see that happening. I keep seeing bad people getting away with wicked stuff and there never seems to be any consequences. Something is wrong with the world and I don’t know what it is going to take to get it back on track. Perhaps having the Yankees win the World Series will put the normal order back in the universe. However that does not seem to be happening anytime soon. I am just going to have to take things into my own hands and right the things that are going wrong in my world.

I think g-d tests you from time to time to check your resolve and to force you to make it through various trials and tribulations. If so, I am going through some sort of big test right now. My job has been a pain in the ass and I am still not able to run. So I am making it official. I am not doing the Vermont 100 Mile Endurance Run this year. My right leg is still injured and I don’t have a chance of healing and getting back in shape in time for the race. So it looks like my racing schedule will be very light this year. Perhaps I’ll heal enough in time to do the NYC Marathon and the JFK 50 miler. I’ll just have to wait and see.

Fortunately things at home have been pretty good. With my inability to run, I’ve been taking it very easy training wise. I am spending most of my new found free time with my kids going to baseball games, to the beach and practicing a lot of baseball with my son and even sometimes with my daughter. I am missing his game this weekend because I am going TweetupLA this weekend. I am staying with my friend @gregbarnett and helping him to get ready for the party. However, my father went to my son’s game and he was able to give me the play by play over the phone. I understand that my son made a diving catch at first base on a line drive ball headed out to right field. Everyone erupted and cheered for him and even the coaches from the other team came over to congratulate him. I do wish I was able to see it. I am so proud of him and I feel very lucky to have him for a son.