<rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:trackback="http://madskills.com/public/xml/rss/module/trackback/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/"><channel><title>Running, Biking &amp; other fun outdoors</title><link>http://blogs.interknowlogy.com/timhuckaby/category/5.aspx</link><description>Tim is a runner, a mountain biker and an outdoorsmen </description><dc:language>en-US</dc:language><generator>.Text Version 0.95.2004.111</generator><item><dc:creator>Tim Huckaby</dc:creator><title>Fishing in St. Petersberg, FL</title><link>http://blogs.interknowlogy.com/timhuckaby/archive/2006/08/23/3779.aspx</link><pubDate>Wed, 23 Aug 2006 09:08:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://blogs.interknowlogy.com/timhuckaby/archive/2006/08/23/3779.aspx</guid><description>&lt;P&gt;187 mbs of Fishing pics here:&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;A HREF=/downloads/timhuckaby/FloridaPics/FloridaPics.zip&gt;Download&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;img src ="http://blogs.interknowlogy.com/timhuckaby/aggbug/3779.aspx" width = "1" height = "1" /&gt;</description></item><item><dc:creator>Tim Huckaby</dc:creator><title>The March to Catalina 2007 - Today's wipeout in the stinky mud</title><link>http://blogs.interknowlogy.com/timhuckaby/archive/2006/08/03/3609.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2006 15:03:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://blogs.interknowlogy.com/timhuckaby/archive/2006/08/03/3609.aspx</guid><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana color=#006400&gt;Wipeouts while running are pretty rare for me.  god didn't give me much, but he did give me the agility gene.  my buddy bart hammond once called me a goat as we scamped through the trails in the colorado rockies.  well, i had a classic fall today in the nastiest stinky mud that we have in Calavera (one of the mountain bike trail sites we have close to the house in Carlsbad, CA where i live).&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana color=#006400&gt;This particular creek crossing where i fell is famous becuase my buddy hugh kollar buried his front wheel there a couple years ago then jacknived his body over the handle bars burying his arm 3 feet deep in the wet stinky clay, up to his shoulder.  the worst part is that it is a stagnant, stinky area of wet clay.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana color=#006400&gt;Well, it rained today but i thought i'd take my brand new adidas trail shoes out for their maiden voyage.  it was a lot wetter than i anticipated and i kept accumulating mud on the bottom of my shoes.  when i approached the creek crossing i noticed a puddle of water accumulated - which is rare for the summer time in this area.  i hopped the puddle and landed on my left sliding a classic &amp;#8220;Yamaguchi&amp;#8220; and fell flat on my back with a big splash.  in my struggle in the slippery clay to get up my left hamstring gumbied (cramped) so i had to lie there in the stinky mud, laughing at myself, until my cramp subsided.  when i got up i was covered in grey stinky clay.  and it took all i had to climb out of the creek area becuase it was so slippery.  well, i was still 4 miles from the house so i had no choice but to continue. the run.  when i got to civilization (the crossing at el camino) i amused a bunch of folks in their cars as their stared at me in disbelief.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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