posted by Vince Hemingson at 8:12 AM
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
About Me
- Name: Vince Hemingson
- Location: Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada
As 2011 dawned, I couldn't seem to shake the feeling that something was missing in my life. And no, it wasn't God, the love of a good woman or a superlative bordeaux, although my long-term prospects would probably benefit from a generous infusion of all three. After two Blogs - Boston or Bust, and Fifty in Photos --and eight hundred plus posts about first running and then photography over the past six years, I have decided to just write about whatever I want to write about. What do I want to write about now? I'm not sure. I just know that I want to write and I suspect that on a much deeper level, I need to write. So behold, the birth of, "A Man of a Certain Vintage".
Previous Posts
- And They Said I Was Vain - Breaking Up On Re-entry
- Haida Gwaii in 2003
- BIG IS BEAUTIFUL
- The Miracle of Salmon - Salmon is Miracle Food
- Runners, Film People, the General Public
- Summerfast 10K - Or, Some Are Dumb Like Vince
- One Small Correction
- Fame of the Flakier Kind
- Always a Fly in the Ointment
- For Dale and Mindy
Running Links
- Club Fat Ass
- Ultimate marathon site
- Ready2Run
- Lose Weight with Scooter!
- The Bloggling Joggler
- The Ironman Quest...
- See Joe Run
- LoraRuns
- Running in Helsinki
- Roads, mills, laps
- Running With Lydiard
- Triathlete Magazine
- Run Injury Free with Jeff Galloway
- McMillan Running
- The Penguin Times
- Runner's World Magazine
- Running Blog Family Directory
- About.com Running and Jogging
- Heart Rate Training | Club Fat Ass
Cool Links
4 Comments:
Vince,
These photos are much more graphic than the last set, certainly not pretty, and the skin thing seems to make your face look fat. I hope it's the meds, not your weight that's doing that. Keep fighting the battle - the end is coming.
Day 43 and a lot of swelling.
Sometimes in the morning for the past two weeks I could not open my eyes because of the swelling.
Had to soak my face in a lukewarm towel to pry my eyelashes apart...
Tried hard not to cry.
My cracked and swollen lips were the worst.
In the end I had to sleep on a towel wrapped around my pillow to the keep blood and pus off the sheets.
I gained a lot of weight eating and drinking as a way to find comfort and as a form of displacement activity.
The nausea I am sufering now will take care of pat of that!
Lots of throwing up thses days.
If you don't hear much from me it will be because i am resting and trying to get my srentgh back.
Thanks for the kind wordd of support and encouragement.
They mean a great deal.
Scared the crap out of my doctor too!
Now that'a an unforseen bonus!
You are one tough son of a bitch.
I would share a fox hole with you any day of the week.
My money is on you kicking this cancer's ass.
And then takin names!
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