<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' gd:etag='W/&quot;CEINRHcyfCp7ImA9WhRRFEk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:09:55.994-08:00</updated><category term='motivation'/><category term='Reasons to run'/><category term='Health and Fitness'/><category term='running motivation'/><category term='running'/><category term='training'/><category term='Triathlon'/><title>C.A. Bradley - Writer on The Run!</title><subtitle type='html'>Discover your Passion, Unleash your Potential, Share with the World!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0MARnc8fyp7ImA9WhdSEUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-8353563128343423391</id><published>2011-07-19T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:50:47.977-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-07-19T16:50:47.977-07:00</app:edited><title>Before You Run: The Dynamic Warm-Up | Active.com</title><summary>Before You Run: The Dynamic Warm-Up Active.com</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.active.com/running/Articles/Before-You-Run-The-Dynamic-Warm-Up.htm' title='Before You Run: The Dynamic Warm-Up | Active.com'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/8353563128343423391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=8353563128343423391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/8353563128343423391?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/8353563128343423391?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2011/07/before-you-run-dynamic-warm-up.html' title='Before You Run: The Dynamic Warm-Up | Active.com'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkQEQHwzeSp7ImA9WhZXEUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-2499297046126204369</id><published>2011-04-29T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T14:58:21.281-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-04-29T14:58:21.281-07:00</app:edited><title>Warm Up</title><summary>A good Warm-Up BEFORE you run is crucial! It makes no sense to head out with cold, unprepared muscles - immediately forcing an effort from them that could cause injury, enhance fatigue, and otherwise ruin a good run or, long term, your season. Even the most highly trained athletes and runners will go through a warm-up routine prior to engaging in their main set or race. 

Below is a nice set of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/2499297046126204369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=2499297046126204369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/2499297046126204369?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/2499297046126204369?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2011/04/warm-up.html' title='Warm Up'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUQBR3Y5cSp7ImA9Wx9bGUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-737369543094869080</id><published>2011-02-28T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T10:22:36.829-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-02-28T10:22:36.829-08:00</app:edited><title>Nutritional Know-How: Build a Solid Nutrition Base for the Season | USA Triathlon</title><summary>As we head into the race season proper now is a good time to reassess our nutritional goals and the plan to achieve those goals. Here's a great article on steps to take to do just that. It's geared toward triathletes of course but the much of the information is valuable to all who workout and all who eat - hmm, everyone!

Nutritional Know-How: Build a Solid Nutrition Base for the Season | USA </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.usatriathlon.org/resources/multisport-zone/fuel-station/nutritional-know-how-build-a-solid-nutrition-base-for-the-season' title='Nutritional Know-How: Build a Solid Nutrition Base for the Season | USA Triathlon'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/737369543094869080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=737369543094869080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/737369543094869080?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/737369543094869080?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2011/02/nutritional-know-how-build-solid.html' title='Nutritional Know-How: Build a Solid Nutrition Base for the Season | USA Triathlon'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0EMQXo6fyp7ImA9Wx9bEUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-4129408820276063922</id><published>2011-02-19T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T13:08:00.417-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-02-19T13:08:00.417-08:00</app:edited><title>The Straight Dope: Previewing P90x mc2</title><summary>The Straight Dope: Previewing P90x mc2</summary><link rel='related' href='http://steve-edwards.blogspot.com/2011/02/previewing-p90x-mc2.html' title='The Straight Dope: Previewing P90x mc2'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/4129408820276063922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=4129408820276063922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/4129408820276063922?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/4129408820276063922?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2011/02/straight-dope-previewing-p90x-mc2.html' title='The Straight Dope: Previewing P90x mc2'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkIBRnw5eSp7ImA9Wx9UE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-33913936458717266</id><published>2011-02-09T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T18:22:37.221-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-02-09T18:22:37.221-08:00</app:edited><title>New directions</title><summary>So, within the last month or month and a half I've made some changes. Nothing drastic and the title of this post is probably a little misleading because I'm not changing directions. I'm merely fleshing out my current direction, adding to it, padding it, enhancing the message so to speak. Life's journey really does open to so many interesting possibilities and so many of those possibilities are </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.beachbodycoach.com/tricoachart' title='New directions'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/33913936458717266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=33913936458717266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/33913936458717266?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/33913936458717266?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2011/02/new-directions.html' title='New directions'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CU4FRH4zcSp7ImA9Wx9SFE8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-38960937867203679</id><published>2010-12-03T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T16:51:55.089-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-03T16:51:55.089-08:00</app:edited><title></title><summary>I read in this morning's paper of a new half distance 70.3 triathlon(half-ironman distance) that is coming to Portland July 10, 2011! The tri is a part of the rev3tri series. Here's a link to the Portland page - http://www.rev3tri.com/!/portland/index.htm. The series also boasts events in Costa Rica in Feb., Knoxville, TN in May, Quassy in Middleton, CT in June, Cedar Point in Sandusky, OH in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/38960937867203679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=38960937867203679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/38960937867203679?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/38960937867203679?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2010/12/i-read-in-this-mornings-paper-of-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUMDR3s6fCp7ImA9Wx9SEEQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-8042421018895113328</id><published>2010-11-29T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T21:04:36.514-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-11-29T21:04:36.514-08:00</app:edited><title>The first run after Thanksgiving Day</title><summary>My first run since Thanksgiving was one that I was looking forward to with mild trepidation, I must confess. I mean, last week, Thanksgiving week, was, while not a total fitness wasteland, as close as I’ve come in a long, long while! I managed to get one run in the entire week, my Thanksgiving morning run of about 8 miles. I got one cycling workout in, hooked up to my trainer and in front of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/8042421018895113328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=8042421018895113328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/8042421018895113328?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/8042421018895113328?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2010/11/first-run-after-thanksgiving-day.html' title='The first run after Thanksgiving Day'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEcBQHo7fCp7ImA9Wx9TF08.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-8112517168697024157</id><published>2010-11-25T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T15:00:51.404-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-11-25T15:00:51.404-08:00</app:edited><title>Thanksgiving day run</title><summary>One of the difficult things about an out and back run is the tendency to ignore the pretty obvious fact that once 'out', you do still have the 'back' to run. You go out feeling strong and fresh and that feeling continues for the first few miles, enough so that you feel the call to add one more mile to the run or to continue the 'out' portion just a little bit longer - say down to that next </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/8112517168697024157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=8112517168697024157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/8112517168697024157?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/8112517168697024157?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-day-run.html' title='Thanksgiving day run'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C08MQXg7eCp7ImA9Wx9TE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-6294619505072962193</id><published>2010-11-20T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T17:11:20.600-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-11-20T17:11:20.600-08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Triathlon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title>Nov. 20 training run and the week in review</title><summary>About 10 am this morning I decided I had better get my butt out on the road before the heavens opened and let loose the deluge the gathering clouds were preparing for. As I think I said last post, I've no problem running in the rain. It's beginning that run while it's raining that is my issue. As long as I can get started dry, I'm set for a good run.

So I quickly got geared up and, on three cups</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/6294619505072962193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=6294619505072962193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/6294619505072962193?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/6294619505072962193?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2010/11/nov-20-training-run-and-week-in-review.html' title='Nov. 20 training run and the week in review'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CU4GR30zeSp7ImA9Wx9TEU8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-6933567883175392087</id><published>2010-11-18T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T15:45:26.381-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-11-18T15:45:26.381-08:00</app:edited><title>My Nov. 18th run</title><summary>Today it is wet outside! Rain, sun, rain, sun, rain and sun together, followed by more rain! It is Oregon after all. So after finishing reading with my two students in SMART this morning I told my friend and co-reader Steven that I was going to go home and get my run in before it started to rain.(The cycle was in its 'Sun' phase at that particular moment) So I rushed home, donned my running gear,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/6933567883175392087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=6933567883175392087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/6933567883175392087?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/6933567883175392087?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2010/11/today-it-is-wet-outside-rain-sun-rain.html' title='My Nov. 18th run'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE8MRX8_cSp7ImA9WxFaEk8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-7377402068478848796</id><published>2010-07-15T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T12:41:24.149-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-07-15T12:41:24.149-07:00</app:edited><title>Is this cross-training?</title><summary>There is nothing more beautiful to watch in the world of athletic endeavor than a focused and purposeful peloton in a cycling race. Especially when its focus and purpose is capturing a breakaway group of riders. To me it is witnessing a living, breathing, entity – intelligent and thoughtful, cunning and ruthless as it hunts down its prey, toying with it, watching it from a distance, finally </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.conversationsontherun.com' title='Is this cross-training?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/7377402068478848796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=7377402068478848796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/7377402068478848796?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/7377402068478848796?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2010/07/is-this-cross-training.html' title='Is this cross-training?'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkYASXo-fCp7ImA9WxFbE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-802059865856182320</id><published>2010-07-04T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T20:22:28.454-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-07-04T20:22:28.454-07:00</app:edited><title>Happy Fourth of July!</title><summary>Happy Fourth of July! I hope you all have a safe and fun celebration and maybe even have the opportunity to get a good run in! I went for a quick out and back this morning bringing my weekly total up to 29 miles +. I'm generally happy with that considering that a little over a month ago I wasn't doing more than 10 miles per week. I was instead moaning and groaning about my heel, bemoaning the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/802059865856182320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=802059865856182320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/802059865856182320?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/802059865856182320?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2010/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html' title='Happy Fourth of July!'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEYERnk4fCp7ImA9WxFbEko.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-5444095326672337107</id><published>2010-06-28T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T13:41:47.734-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-07-04T13:41:47.734-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health and Fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons to run'/><title>Why do I run?</title><summary>In my last post I wrote something to the effect that my run had started out as my long runs had all been starting for sometime - me wanting to turn around within the first mile and run (or walk) home. Call it quits, pick up a good book instead, a cup of coffee and a pastry filled with cream cheese and some fruit filling, preferably blueberry. As is usual though, I was able to run through that bit</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/5444095326672337107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=5444095326672337107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/5444095326672337107?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/5444095326672337107?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2010/06/why-do-i-run.html' title='Why do I run?'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE8MQnw9cSp7ImA9WxFVFUs.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-3415136456424786187</id><published>2010-06-14T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T17:48:03.269-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-06-14T17:48:03.269-07:00</app:edited><title>Monday June 14, 2010 - The long run!</title><summary>Today's run evolved, as many of my long runs do these days, from one where I desperately wanted to turn around at mile 1 and head straight home, tuck my running shoes back into the deepest darkest depths of my closet sit on the edge of my bed and put my feet into my foot bath/massager, into a run that ended up being nine miles long and with me feeling very strong at the end and thankful that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/3415136456424786187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=3415136456424786187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/3415136456424786187?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/3415136456424786187?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2010/06/monday-june-14-2010-long-run.html' title='Monday June 14, 2010 - The long run!'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkEEQ3Y7eip7ImA9WxBbE0g.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-1949940693909314295</id><published>2010-03-11T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T16:43:22.802-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-03-11T16:43:22.802-08:00</app:edited><title></title><summary>So I have a small confession to make. I need to purge the guilt that is building from this before it consumes me! A quick story first though to set the stage. Many years ago when I was in my teens (yeah, MANY years ago) and I was playing lots and lots of basketball and running and weightlifting I remember how my mother would always carry around a bag of M &amp; M candies in her car. I remember </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/1949940693909314295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=1949940693909314295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/1949940693909314295?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/1949940693909314295?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2010/03/so-i-have-small-confession-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUUFSHs9eip7ImA9WxBbEUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-6164025906308985835</id><published>2010-03-08T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:40:19.562-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-03-08T21:40:19.562-08:00</app:edited><title>An encouraging thought</title><summary>I've often said that one of the most enjoyable things about participating in Triathlons is the tremendous amount of positive energy that permeates the sport - from every aspect of it -but is so palpably manifest at the events themselves!  I just spent several days at a Rotary training seminar for incoming club Presidents. Having been to several of them as President Elect and now as an Assistant </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/6164025906308985835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=6164025906308985835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/6164025906308985835?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/6164025906308985835?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2010/03/often-said-that-one-of-most-enjoyable.html' title='An encouraging thought'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkQFRnw8fCp7ImA9WxBUFEo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-2939320208383891276</id><published>2010-03-01T11:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:18:37.274-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-03-01T13:18:37.274-08:00</app:edited><title>Morning prayers!</title><summary>The process of writing sure does require a lot of focused energy! It's nearly an impossible task! Nearly. This morning I was up at 6 am, managed to get downstairs, turned on my laptop, got the coffee going while the laptop was booting up, noticed that the desktop computer that is in the same room I write but is the "family computer", had been left on all night and was displaying several pop-up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/2939320208383891276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=2939320208383891276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/2939320208383891276?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/2939320208383891276?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2010/03/morning-prayers.html' title='Morning prayers!'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;Ck4GRnw7cCp7ImA9WxBSGUs.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-3119476705338573781</id><published>2009-12-27T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T16:42:07.208-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-12-27T16:42:07.208-08:00</app:edited><title>Thoughts off a short run</title><summary>I just got back from a short run - low 40's cool, overcast, dry, a slight breeze out of the northeast - and a few things came to mind. One is that I need to, or more accurately want to, get back to training seriously for another season of triathlons. For those of you who don't know me I've been doing triathlons of all lengths for about 13 years. I know that I'm maybe not quite as enthused about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/3119476705338573781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=3119476705338573781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/3119476705338573781?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/3119476705338573781?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2009/12/i-just-got-back-from-short-run-low-40s.html' title='Thoughts off a short run'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A08BRHY7cCp7ImA9WxBSFko.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-3482445745038927450</id><published>2009-12-24T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:37:35.808-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-12-24T10:37:35.808-08:00</app:edited><title>Christmas Wishes</title><summary>As I sit back to write this short post, by the Christmas tree, my morning coffee close at hand, my wife sitting beside me reading the newspaper, I'm thinking to myself what could be better? I have left behind the hectic retail environment of my past eighteen years and the years prior to that as one of those "men in brown" zipping around town delivering so many of those eagerly anticipated </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/3482445745038927450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=3482445745038927450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/3482445745038927450?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/3482445745038927450?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2009/12/christmas-wishes.html' title='Christmas Wishes'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0EBSX47cSp7ImA9WxBSEEU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-1120630793199042735</id><published>2009-12-13T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T13:34:18.009-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-12-17T13:34:18.009-08:00</app:edited><title>Adjusting</title><summary>Hi everyone! An infrequent visit to my own blog site! Ah well. I'm still trying to psych myself into feeling comfortable with technology as well as the concept of marketing myself. It's very foreign to me. Be that as it may, it is a necessary thing I'm finding and one that I am determined to become reasonably proficient at.Work on the two books (One Hope Future and Edge of the Road) has been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/1120630793199042735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=1120630793199042735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/1120630793199042735?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/1120630793199042735?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2009/12/adjusting.html' title='Adjusting'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEIFRnk9cSp7ImA9WxBSEEU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-5444548537351535797</id><published>2009-11-16T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T13:48:37.769-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-12-17T13:48:37.769-08:00</app:edited><title>Journeys</title><summary>We all are on a journey, aren't we? We all are going somewhere though many of us don't necessarily know where that 'somewhere' is. Is that a bad thing - not to know where you are going? I don't think it has to be. Sometimes, I think it's kind of fun and exciting not to know. It's kind of fun and exciting to encounter unexpected fellow travelers along the way, unexpected adventures and challenges.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/5444548537351535797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=5444548537351535797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/5444548537351535797?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/5444548537351535797?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2009/11/journeys.html' title='Journeys'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUcER3gyeSp7ImA9WxNSE0U.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-7809947669827082273</id><published>2009-08-27T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T08:30:06.691-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-08-27T08:30:06.691-07:00</app:edited><title></title><summary>Good Morning!It's a beautiful Oregon summer's morning! The sun is shining brightly, the birds outside the window are conversing and argueing loudly with one another and the morning air is crisp and cool. Autumn is not that far away. It promises to be a hot one today, (by Oregon's standards) heading into the 90's.I've been up writing since about 6:00 this morning with not much to show for it. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/7809947669827082273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=7809947669827082273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/7809947669827082273?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/7809947669827082273?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2009/08/good-morning-its-beautiful-oregon.html' title=''/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEQFQX4zfip7ImA9WxNTEE0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-1203808960975967991</id><published>2009-08-11T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T08:58:30.086-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-08-11T08:58:30.086-07:00</app:edited><title>I'm back!</title><summary>Hey there. I'm back. It's been a while since I've posted anything but since I'm the only one reading this at the moment I'm not going to feel to awful about it. I view this as practice in a way. As mentioned in my previous post, I am currently working with a friend of mine in putting together a personal development program that we call "One Hope Future - Helping you to rediscover your true Life's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/1203808960975967991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=1203808960975967991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/1203808960975967991?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/1203808960975967991?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2009/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0cBQXg7fyp7ImA9WxJWFUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-478140005778017173.post-4495487025699492096</id><published>2009-06-20T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T18:50:50.607-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-06-20T18:50:50.607-07:00</app:edited><title></title><summary>Hi. My name is Art Bradley and I welcome you to my blog. My aim is to keep you informed on a variety of writing projects I am involved with. The first and, at the moment, the one with the highest priority is a book that I am c0-authoring with a friend of mine, Chuck Pattishall, titled One Hope Future. It is a personal development course that is designed to help people 1)recognize just where they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/feeds/4495487025699492096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=478140005778017173&amp;postID=4495487025699492096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/4495487025699492096?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/478140005778017173/posts/default/4495487025699492096?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cabradleywriter.com/2009/06/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16911282312694935709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BRqxOS7bHk/SwGmu3YHx3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO0ZqaFQsAs/S220/0028a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>