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studentofthesport · 1 year
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So I just started this account, but!, I’m planning to do some overviews of distance running books, as well as books about other sports because we can all learn from each other, and plan to do post this over the next few weeks!
Some of the books that I will be posting about are:
- Running with the Buffaloes, by Chris Lear
- Let Your Mind Run, by Deena Kastor
- Eat & Run, by Scott Jurek
- How She Did It, by Molly Huddle and Sara Slattery (with interviews with many elite, women distance runners)
- The Performance Cortex, Zach Schonbrun
- Once A Runner, by John L. Parker, Jr.
- Strong: A runner’s guide to boosting confidence and becoming the best version of you, by Kara Goucher
- The Competitive Edge, by Richard Elliot
- (memoir by a soccer player) When Nobody Was Watching, by Carli Lloyd
- Running to the Edge, by Matthew Futterman
- Brain Training for Runners, by Matt Fitzgerald
- Bravey, by Alexi Pappas
- How Bad Do You Want It?, by Matt Fitzgerald
- What Made Maddy Run, by Kate Fagan
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allicansay · 5 months
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Buffalo Run - 11/11/2023
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sweatandwoe · 2 years
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Im seeing a lot of ppl with their hc of Silco’s kinks so I wanted to throw my hat into the ring, (and this is completely biased) I always thought he’d have like a primal predator/prey kink. Like I feel like mans would love to chase and hunt down the reader through the streets of zaun, maybe not directly running after them but like he’s the King of Zaun, hes always lurking in some way shape or form. I imagine it starts bc he gets caught jerking off to the reader and when they tease him he’s like “run”.
(I just got off of work and I haven’t been on tumblr all day so my mind is going wild with this rn)
@chickenparm my wife, my love
please go back to being a silco blog they're coming to me with this now
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chickennugieuwu · 7 months
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I forgot I had a tumblr,,
Anyways. Have a random ship doodle:333
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rwby-is-the-best · 7 months
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oh how the time flies
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timmurleyart · 20 days
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The juice man. 🍊🍊🍊🍊
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blazingphantom · 1 year
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Wendell & Wild writing prompts
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"Wendell... Wendellll." Came the annoyingly drawled out syllables. A 13-year-old Wendell grumbled incoherently and slung his arm over his eyes. The irritating doofus had been bugging him since this morning. He just wanted a peace nap. But no! The 10-year-old demon just had to interrupt his peace and quiet. Wendell's pointed ear perked up, expecting another whine coming from Wild. But it was quiet, that was a good sign. Finally. A satisfied smile crept onto Wendell's features.
That was until Wild unleashed the loudest shout known to man and it reverberated within his earholes. "WAKE UP!" Wendell jolted upright with alarm, limbs thrashing about. He barely had time to process what the hell happened before sharp tugging blossomed on the side of his head- and he knew that little rascal was pulling on his ears. "Ow- Wild- quit it!" Wendell exclaimed through clenched teeth, peering up at Wild; to find a strained expression on his chubby face. "Nuh uh! Play with me!" He complained, continuing to pull harshly on Wendell's ears.
A raspy growl tore itself from Wendell's throat and with a quick, fluid motion. He got free from Wild's firm grasp; the eldest sibling frowned staring daggers at Wild. Who now was innocently smiling up at him. The younger brother crouched down tail whipping out behind him. Wendell tried regulating his breathing. He was so mad. Actually- that was an understatement. He was livid. Mimicking his brother; crouching down close to the floor of their father's vast scalp. "You want to fight then?" He snarled, snake-esque tongue flickering out. And Wild nodded excitedly, crawling forward awaiting an attack, practically vibrating with exhilaration. He thinks I'm playing. Hah! He won't think so when I'm done with his stupid face!
Unfortunately, due to Wendell's long inner monologue and turmoil. He was too slow to land a playful blow. Wild had taken this as a distraction- the demon brother lunged forward barreling into the taller, yet lighter brother. Knocking him off balance with surprising strength. Wendell shrieked with surprise, slapping harshly at Wild's face- who didn't seem phased at all by the attack. Wendell let out a frustrated scream, "I'm gonna kill you!" Pressing his hands up against Wild's chubby face trying to get his brother off of him and slobbering on him.
"I'll sit on you!" Wild jeered peering down at his brother with a toothy grin. Oh god.. Not that.. Wendell's eyes went wide with fear. "Y-you wouldn't dare!" Wild hummed in thought and rolled his broad shoulders, turning around, comically lowering himself onto Wendell. He became frantic. He couldn't die! Not like this! Wendell shot up like a rocket and used his weight to knock Wild onto his side. Wendell scrambled up onto his hind legs, before falling unsteadily onto his rump.
Confused, he stared down at his hind-legs and noticed his leg braces were all shambled from the harsh tussle. Wild was giggling rolling around on his back, too wrapped up in his own little world to notice that his older brother was freaking out. Wendell's breathing picked up, eyes going impossibly wide. "W-w.." Jumbles of words poured through his mouth. Shoulders heaving with ragged breaths. Wild gave a small giggle and hauled himself into a sit. "That was fun WenWen!" He smiled widely and turned his head over to his brother. "Wendell?" He stared on with confusion, before realization settled in. Immediately getting and hurrying over to his distraught sibling
"Hey- it's okay WenWen." Wild cooed to him and sat down and with trembling hands he got ahold of the bandages and began to tie them up again. Wendell's hand got ahold of Wild's shoulder and firmly squeezed him for stability. Eyes glossy with unshed tears, a lump formed in his throat. Wild remained silent for a while; consoling him until Wendell was calmer. Wendell sniffled and wiped at his cheek with his sleeve. "I hate my stupid legs." He growled, "can't even walk right." Wild looked at him puzzlement evident in his round eyes. "Yes, you can, Wen!"
Spite flared up Wendell's heart and he gave a small noise- it reminiscent of a growl mixed with a whine. Hugging his middle with his arms. "Not like you, I can't." Sadly, it was true. Wendell was born with digitigrade legs, luckily it was nothing unusual. Most demons in the Underworld had these types of leg structures. But of course, as youngsters they had to get used to it before they grew too old. And Wendell- poor Wendell was worrying he wouldn't be able to walk right. He was already getting older, and no sign of him walking was in the future. He already had to wear these 'stupid' leg braces or bandages. He hated it, he hated everything. "You will. Papa says-" Wild chimed up.
"Papa is a liar- he just says that to make me feel better." Wendell's voice dropped into a miserable whisper. Wild lowered his gaze and gingerly held his brother closer and rose to his feet. "You can walk, WenWen. Here." The younger demon smiled reassuringly at him, holding out his hands. "Mama had your legs- and she walked fine. You can do it too!" Wild encouraged him, Wendell's glum expression brightened considerably. Till a small smile was visible on his angular face. His brother's jolliness was infectious. "Yeah, yeah you're right." Wendell nodded his head, peering down at his feet and taking an unsure step forward. Holding onto Wild's hands for dear life. Wild continued to encourage him as he made slow progress. Until.
"I'm walking!" Wendell exclaimed out with surprise. Wild giggled loudly and nodded his head, slowly letting go of his brother's hands. "Yay WenWen!" "Now... where was I? Oh right- c'mere Wild!" Wendell's eyebrows formed together into a frown. He still was going to get his payback! Dropping down onto his fours, beginning to chase after Wild who in return let out a cheerful scream and began to run away. Wendell launched himself onto Wild's back. The two vanishing into a cloud of tails and wings. Wendell coming up as the successor; having Wild pinned underneath him.
"I win! I'm the best demon in the Underworld!" He smirked triumphantly, throwing his fist in the air. Wild stuck out his tongue and blew a raspberry at Wendell. "Okay- okay." He gently pushed Wendell off of him and rolled onto his side, staring at him for a moment.
Before the two shared a laugh. "I kinda wanna go to Land of the Living." Wendell spoke up peering up at the narrow ceiling of the Underworld. Wild blinked thrice and looked over at him. "How come?"
Wendell frowned slightly and met Wild's gaze. "How come? Seriously? Think about it Wild! It's this amazing place! Full of people- and new food- and and-!" He smiled, blabbering on too Wild excitedly until an older, deeper voice overlapped his. Which made him tense up and freeze. "And it's a cruel dark place. Not suitable for us demons. Humans who only see us as a threat."
The two siblings exchanged a wince and looked over to find the mirror raised in the air. Buffalo Belzer's eye reflecting, peering at them solemnly. Which was orange tinted- a sign he wasn't pleased. Wild gulped and snuggled closer to Wendell.
Wendell stayed silent for a second before speaking up. "How come? It doesn't seem like it." He spoke honestly. "It is, you two. Believe me, you do NOT want to go there." Wild shared a look with Wendell. "Well... what if we want to go visit, papa?"
They waited, expecting an answer. The mirror had gone as well, which was usually a sign Belzer lost interest. But... nothing. No answer. Wendell looked down at Wild and shrugged. Maybe he was asleep?
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But Buffalo Belzer wasn't asleep, far from it. His broad shoulders were heaving with barely contained breaths. A singular tear cascading down his cheek- trying desperately to compose himself. Don't cry, don't cry. Underlord's don't cry, stop it. No no no. He couldn't allow this. He wouldn't let his last two sons leave him. Not after them vanishing- it happened too many times. Belzer wasn't strong enough, they promised they'd return. But they never did, never came home. Heddie, Belissa, Gnasher, Wincer, and so many others. They were all gone. Even he had no idea what had happened. But he feared the worst. They had all died. He wouldn't lose these two, he just couldn't.
"Trust me, you'll regret it." You won't return, and you'll be dead as well... Belzer exhaled shakily, having finally responded, his voice low with despair. He could barely think straight. This was all too much. The fear of losing Wendell and Wild was too great. He wiped at his face and lowered his shades back onto his nose. It was fine, everything will be fine. Right?
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hostilecityshowdown · 5 months
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i know i'm The Guy who never shuts up about people, especially modern-day professional wrestling fans with little to no awareness of pre-1980's wrestling, needing to read death of the territories. However. bodyslams in buffalo by dan murphy opens with the best overview of the entire history of professional wrestling i've found yet and, overall, it's a much shorter book that doesn't read like a textbook
this is a greatly accessible alternative for anyone who felt overwhelmed by death of the territories' scope, constant stream of factual information with little reprieve, and serious/academic overtone. bodyslams in buffalo has humour, dramatised retellings of events, and exclusive/rarely seen photos from the collections of both pro wrestling illustrated and the families of wrestlers. also: transcribed promotional posters, news articles, and advertisements! highly recommend
and don't forget to continue engaging in active boycotts, demonstrations, letter/email writing, awareness raising, and direct action in support of palestinian freedom and in opposition to the genocide of palestinians.
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crazyworldofemmamarie · 9 months
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crowsandkings · 4 months
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happy new year I’m ringing it in hosting a costume party with a dry run of my Harrowhark cosplay
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the-football-chick · 9 months
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Bills RB Nyheim Hines suffered a season-ending knee injury in training camp yesterday.
IG: nfl (7/24/23)
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spappo · 1 year
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WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE finally designing for fun again!!!! it’s been so long!!!!!!!!!!!! but i like this so much!!!!!!!!!!
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wavernot4love · 5 months
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gloomtown tour coming to not one, but two venues in my immediate area ..... the idkhow Tour De Upstate Ny has been a running gag since... 2018? '19? and i am very stoked 2 see said gag remains ongoing
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runningintshirt · 1 year
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thursday
A surprisingly good run last Sunday at The Syracuse Half. First race of the year, fitness not quite certain yet, been mostly distance so far. Finished 2nd in the AG, and it was a USATF masters championships. So far so good...
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damixnpriest · 1 year
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Question: what is the biggest animal you'd normally encounter in the UK? If they have to reintroduce deer and beaver?
So, we already have a lot of deer, but they're bringing them back in areas where the population has suffered or been completely lost, but a lot of our deer aren't huge? Red deer are pretty meaty, they're like 4ft tall and I just checked, they're probably the biggest animal you'll find in the UK. I've seen a couple of smaller wild deer, like roe, sika and muntjac, and they keep red deer in a park near me but they're not wild at all.
They're reintroducing a bunch of stuff though, so now we have bison just wandering around Kent, which is insane to me. Other than that, there's cows everywhere you go in the countryside, and we have semi-wild horses in places like Exmoor and the New Forest, but those are ponies (under 14 hands usually) but they're generally managed by someone, just left to graze.
So, realistically, if you were just walking around the countryside, the biggest thing you'll see is a domestic cow. A bison if you're in the rewilded part of Kent, or a horse if you're somewhere where horses are left semi-wild. There are no big carnivores like bears, wolves etc in the UK, but they're talking about reintroducing both to Scotland which is... bold. I think that's pretty much it.
Edit: red deer are the biggest LAND animal. We have some pretty hefty marine animals like basking sharks and some species of seal in the waters around the UK.
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moregraceful · 10 months
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Ok but do you know about the UC Berkeley Hyenas because those were like a cryptid to me as a child. Haunting. I think we should bring them back but as a cryptid. Not as the real live animals because what the fuck was that about, actually.
I am so southbay-pilled that despite some of my best friends going to Cal and one of them getting a BA in Psychology during that man's tenure I had never heard of the UC Berkeley Hyenas until this message what the actual fuck. Incredible. Is Berkeley never not up to something absolutely insane.
These are ABSOLUTELY the cryptids we need to terrorize the bay area. Imagine you're walking home alone at night and you hear a hyena laughing. I'd shit myself. Can we let them loose on the Financial District during lunch hour.
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