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Pokorny)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>456</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo" /><feedburner:info uri="swimbikerunguy-thelorpeedo" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-5979143520201611995</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2012 19:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-17T11:03:50.404-08:00</atom:updated><title>So Here’s What Happened….</title><atom:summary>  As you may or may not know, it has been snowing a lot here (in the Seattle area mountains).  Most recently it snowed about 9-10” this past weekend (and 22” yesterday), which is just about right for a 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+0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-13T17:15:07.003-08:00</atom:updated><title>Disappointment</title><atom:summary>I can’t update you on Olga, or whatever her name was.  She wrote DAILY and wanted more time than I could give her…. why?  Because I’ve been working AND training!  I know you’re shocked and awed.  I didn’t make much progress over Christmas but I didn’t lose anything, including the kg.  It turns out that despite being mostly bubbles, champagne is not a reduced calorie beverage.  It also tastes good</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/TFUx8lMlhRA/disappointment.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-_8MC5uYRj-8/TxDVUeE1o9I/AAAAAAAADCM/GUdEqnnkbqU/s72-c/WP_000359_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" 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I’m</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/ET-23k89uqU/thank-you-sir.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-jKNmd4tff0I/TtmF5MLIciI/AAAAAAAAC9w/8anyz3svNQw/s72-c/image_thumb%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/12/thank-you-sir.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-680335247515971278</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2011 18:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-03T08:03:24.417-08:00</atom:updated><title>Stuff(ing) about me</title><atom:summary>So this could be a bland update because later today there’s going to be lots of flavor and vegetables and turkey and stuffing and I can’t take all of that in one day.      I’m building nicely for 2012 – both for cycling and even maybe triathlon.  I’ll be riding with the Hagens Berman cycling team next season, hopefully giving me some more speed on the bike.  I’ll be training with the goals of </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/ZNtZOzzzBpc/stuffing-about-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-jJNDXJ1YXos/TtpIOjc7w0I/AAAAAAAAC-w/jkBawC5LuI0/s72-c/Photo%252520%25252810%252529_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/11/stuffing-about-me.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-2422393599977927725</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2011 17:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-22T10:13:24.916-07:00</atom:updated><title>A Promise</title><atom:summary>See, I said I’d write something.    Then I was given a link to a blog post that said that humor was useful in blogging and even gave some ideas about how to be funny.  They were mostly crappy ideas and didn’t even mention using Russian women scams, poop stories or anything even remotely related to egg nog or zone 4 training.  They did say, don’t make ethnic or political jokes.    So no jokes </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/tvO8ss9fl14/promise.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-q9wTXhU-ggA/TqBbexooKwI/AAAAAAAAC9U/O2cfUniQDbA/s72-c/juggalo-12%25255B1%25255D_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/10/promise.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-6814121302672198804</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2011 15:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-17T08:49:52.919-07:00</atom:updated><title>See…. new post</title><atom:summary>Really it’s just a teaser.  I’ll write a post when the girls are at swim practice.  In the meantime, we’ve figured Piper has Tourette's or a 6 year old version of it which includes pirate worthy burping, cowboy sized farts and her latest outburst from the back seat as we sat in traffic ‘STUPID CAR GET OUT OF THE WAY’.  I’m glad to see some east coast genes in her but not necessarily those.    </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/8G_iji6w8eU/see-new-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" 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</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/Q8d1f3HOBlA/i-played-golf.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-played-golf.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-8974097569243134896</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jul 2011 17:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-19T10:43:35.038-07:00</atom:updated><title>I Don’t Make Any Sense</title><atom:summary>I don’t.  To most people I don’t.  I don’t think I do.  I sort of get bored and move on to the next thing but this doesn’t always work in a conversation.  Or at work.  I’m pretty sure this blog is the longest I can go with one sort of theme at a time.  I do go to be every night, so I’m consistent there.  Everything else is random but it’s not.    This is sort of what I do at work.  I look at what</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/-79TZM2l9dw/i-dont-make-any-sense.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-xq7vJIhI3Ic/TiXCRt10zTI/AAAAAAAAC8M/Pa88SHZC9Gs/s72-c/IMG_1271_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-dont-make-any-sense.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-4070409499282983121</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Jul 2011 00:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-11T17:03:47.082-07:00</atom:updated><title>It Stinks a Little</title><atom:summary>I noticed I haven’t written a post in like 2 months.  I should have waited 2 more days but I have at least 11 things to say.  I sort of have to write this because I’ll go to meetings at work with people I see all the time and they say, “I found your blog’ and then people who don’t feel left out and then they read it.  Sometimes during that meeting and it is awkward.  My PT read it because another</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/yrPEUk6XeV0/it-stinks-little.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-PQJVSWHJEvY/ThuPU5p-P0I/AAAAAAAAC7s/hSFNoisDb5s/s72-c/x_0596ec03%252520%2525282%252529_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-stinks-little.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-1688163010520950992</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 May 2011 16:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-13T09:56:03.373-07:00</atom:updated><title>I very much like children, I have no children, but in the future I shall be glad to have children</title><atom:summary>Ok, so here’s the update.    I’m running, well I was then I hurt my amazing right calf a little and I had to take a few days off which is fine because I have to watch about 2.5 hours of bike racing a day (Tour of Italy aka The Giro or La Giro) which is going to be compounded even more with the Tour of California (aka Le Tour of California) starting this weekend.  That’s a lot of spandex, tv and </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/VXqec9eqepI/i-very-much-like-children-i-have-no.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-txzwUhSLQo/Tcxi9eyBeWI/AAAAAAAAC7c/52cjj7Y9GxU/s72-c/x_84f6aa18%20%282%29_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" 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And what do preposterous statements of broken English bordering on the abilities of a 3 year old mean?  That’s right Natalya is back!  I’m not going to argue with her that I swear I now have pictures of 3 different women but who can argue with this fine lady?  Plus, she’s on some sort of useless pumpkin coach in her latest photo, I have no idea where the</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/AbYH0-UOvQE/i-know-that-now-i-commit-errors-but-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-txzwUhSLQo/Tb8zUT36ySI/AAAAAAAAC7U/TRIMzt_E844/s72-c/x_174ced7d%20%284%29_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-know-that-now-i-commit-errors-but-i.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-7698580217100246369</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Apr 2011 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-28T17:00:27.231-07:00</atom:updated><title>I Saw A Cupcake</title><atom:summary>I expect you to prefer stories like that (how I thought it was a frosting covered taste-treat but it was just a flower pedal) vs my Russian lady email scams – but I’ve got a new lady scammer who loves me, so that is what you get.    I AM running 30+ miles a week and in about 5 weeks now I’m finally going from &lt;10 miles a week @ 10+ min pace to 30+ miles a week at &lt;8:30 pace.  Still slow but it’s </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/HloT2918e84/i-saw-cupcake.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-txzwUhSLQo/Tbn_lGMH4mI/AAAAAAAAC68/VFDushji4Gw/s72-c/x_dd932d7b_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-saw-cupcake.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-4847497377615403645</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2011 15:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-12T08:33:54.286-07:00</atom:updated><title>I Did Stuff</title><atom:summary>I did.  I went on vacation.  Except it was supposed to be a few days of riding and running and swimming down in Tiburon CA, followed by a few days with the girls (all 3 of them) and then more exercise stuff.      Then I hurt my back. But I didn’t know I had until it was too late.      While I was sick with bronchitis some elves or tool-owning creepy people snuck in an moved my bike saddle back </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/cH5oJI6geqw/i-did-stuff.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-txzwUhSLQo/TaRw1DX1lzI/AAAAAAAAC6U/cPr1CovugV8/s72-c/WP_000397_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-did-stuff.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-5900175295192569790</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2011 22:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-29T15:57:07.306-07:00</atom:updated><title>Riding the Crazy Train</title><atom:summary>So I’m out of Russian chicks and all sorts of nonsense, so let’s talk about me.    Well first, let’s just enjoy the fact that I was listening to Crazy Train (yes, by Ozzy) and my kids said turn it up please.  Seriously.  No, they don’t love Satan and neither as far as I know are marked with the number of the beast or even a small less harmful beast like our guinea pig Liza.  They heard it on a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/_jxeW9HI0mE/riding-crazy-train.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/03/riding-crazy-train.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-4848623754159669394</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2011 22:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-16T15:19:40.053-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hey Lazy</title><atom:summary>Even Ben Collins has updated his blog more often than I have outside of a few Russian scams.    I’m skiing a bit, I watched Sada swim a butterfly across the pool and almost cried, I watch Piper learn to ski in 1-2ft of powder laughing her head off and I took 4 courses of antibiotics while watching my watts fall like a damp squid(thank you very much Phil and Paul for that).  I’m sort of not sick, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/AaOx5_A84jM/hey-lazy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-txzwUhSLQo/TYE3e_PUQ5I/AAAAAAAAC6M/X4deuz9Cva8/s72-c/videoe9d5ae32dd0e%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey-lazy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-1828450517719007648</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Mar 2011 19:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-02T11:18:12.680-08:00</atom:updated><title>I usually do not speak about my deep ideas and thoughts</title><atom:summary>So I have been sick and tired.  But don’t let that distract from the following post.  I am on antibiotics and steroids and stuff and not exercising after my last little ride which had my HR @193 for a while.  It didn’t feel bad but sort of felt like my soul was leaving my body.  So I stopped, called the doctor and now going to try and recover like a normal person does.    Because I didn’t write </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/s4lPw_rTHqo/i-usually-do-not-speak-about-my-deep.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-txzwUhSLQo/TW6X3hSnQWI/AAAAAAAAC5o/XrV86Ii_iSA/s72-c/Me%20and%20mom_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-usually-do-not-speak-about-my-deep.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-4041345545608589349</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2011 18:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-27T10:19:40.726-08:00</atom:updated><title>You received my letter? Why you do not answer me? Car wash it is your work?</title><atom:summary>So I could either write about swimming and biking but not running OR I can tell you more about Elena…  She’s way more interesting so away we go!  From Elena:     Hi Henry. How are you today? It is a pity, I do not receive your answer. Probably it will seem to you strange, but I have written for you the letter two days ago. Therefore first of all I wish to ask...    You received my letter? Why you</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/iXl_jEoqqwc/you-received-my-letter-why-you-do-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-txzwUhSLQo/TUG3OIBSyUI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/xvUbrwy7EmQ/s72-c/photo0585%20%283%29_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-received-my-letter-why-you-do-not.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-157620013609665693</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2011 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-20T10:34:07.441-08:00</atom:updated><title>You the handsome man</title><atom:summary>You’ve waited for this, I know it.  If you check your junk mail filters from time to time, you too will find love and a hilarious Russian woman to exchange poorly translated emails.    Meet Elena.  Here’s how we meet.  And yes, I wrote such language purposefully.  Sorry I did not post sooner.    From Elena:     Hi, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! How are you? It is pity that I could not write</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/r4jZD7TXtFk/you-handsome-man.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-txzwUhSLQo/TTiAErIv2_I/AAAAAAAAC4w/3X-izUn1cjU/s72-c/photo0585%20%282%29_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-handsome-man.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-507569686059857691</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2011 17:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-12T09:31:27.996-08:00</atom:updated><title>She Got Growly</title><atom:summary>So, I didn’t even tell her but at some point last night I rolled over.  I was sort of awake and then I hear this very distinct and sort of loud ‘grrrrrrrrr’ followed by the sound of snoring.  It was like a 3 second or longer growl.  You’d think it was the dog but weighing in at a strapping 6lbs or maybe a bit more, Jack doesn’t really have a growl – more like a high-pitched tweet-like bark.  So </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/Eqke3jav5PU/she-got-growly.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-txzwUhSLQo/TS3i1pZebfI/AAAAAAAAC4g/nwK481C-ewI/s72-c/IMG_0248_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/01/she-got-growly.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-1326123449829405705</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2011 03:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-04T08:37:34.864-08:00</atom:updated><title>I SWEAR</title><atom:summary>I promise I’ll write a post.  See, Piper is waiting impatiently like you are.    I keep telling people I will but until I do, I’ll tempt you with the following recent scenarios and tidbits that I may cover:     I weigh less than I did before but not less than I did in 2009 when I was faster.      Most of Rhae’s success on the bike is due to me, or at least she wasn’t bored on her recovery rides </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/5x0hFHS6d6w/i-swear.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-txzwUhSLQo/TSNMzS0aYII/AAAAAAAAC4Y/1D1S6Y8tP8Y/s72-c/WP_000196_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-swear.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-1925310084171583854</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2010 17:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-22T09:32:21.197-08:00</atom:updated><title>Dear Salima Abdelaziz</title><atom:summary>Sorry I haven’t kept up with this.  It has now grown to mailing 3 different people about this money.  Someone asked if my stories are real – yes, just look in your junk-email folder and you’ll probably have your own email from Salima Abdelaziz.    Here is the latest:     Dear Mrs Salima Abdesease,    I wrote to Mr Agricole this afternoon – I hope he can help.  Attached is another picture that I </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/yv8V6alSK68/dear-salima-abdelaziz.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-txzwUhSLQo/TRI2HV8PcmI/AAAAAAAAC4A/lOsmZHQU6ZE/s72-c/clip_image001_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-salima-abdelaziz.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-2595871479181198493</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2010 17:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-16T09:48:11.706-08:00</atom:updated><title>Mrs.Salima Abdelaziz, I am Confused</title><atom:summary>Here is the next installment from my dear friend in Africa:  She writes:      Dear Mike Reno,     Thank you very much for your mail. I was very happy with the kind of love and concern shown towards me so far in regards to the issue of this transfer. May the Almighty God bless and protect you for me as I am going through these pains at this point and thank you too forv sending your picture to me.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/nt9LCBDzKHo/mrssalima-abdelaziz-i-am-confused.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-txzwUhSLQo/TQpQ1vc7PiI/AAAAAAAAC34/egMlT3uDb_4/s72-c/comfort_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2010/12/mrssalima-abdelaziz-i-am-confused.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-896057202833372830</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2010 16:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-15T09:07:04.123-08:00</atom:updated><title>Mrs.Salima Abdelaziz</title><atom:summary>It is the time of year we thank scammers.  As many of you may remember and fondly recall, last year we met Dascha and then the lovely Anastasiya (who is way prettier!).    So it has been a while since breaking up with these women aka scammers – but I have a new friend, Mrs.Salima Abdelaziz   She writes:     Hello dear friend Please i need your help, i am very sick      I'm glad to know you,but </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/MFiQU7Tiz4U/mrssalima-abdelaziz.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-txzwUhSLQo/St27NXAkBWI/AAAAAAAACcc/uQObGeMz0js/s72-c/postbox1_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2010/12/mrssalima-abdelaziz.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951375098064125840.post-4854951385354638219</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2010 17:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-08T09:49:27.317-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Experiment: Part 1</title><atom:summary>Some of you know but most probably don’t about my recent experiment using modern medicine to solve a truly American problem: fat, lazy and little self control.    See, this is me recently in photo #1, this was me in photo #2    A few weeks ago I went to my doctor as I realized that 2/3 of my Facebook status updates or tweets were about egg nog or bacon or both.  Last year I think I gained 15lbs </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Swimbikerunguy-TheLorpeedo/~3/itKoRRJIQCQ/experiment-part-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Loren Pokorny)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-txzwUhSLQo/TP_FHXF4bmI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/WsUeQij6-Lg/s72-c/Aug2008%20003_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://swimbikerunguy.blogspot.com/2010/12/experiment-part-1.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

