Ed Mahoney's Blog

Karen and I have hiked, I think, every weekend this year, and many weekends late last year, on the mountain trails nearest to our home. Mostly various trailheads to the Sourdough Trail but other trails in the area like Mud Lake. We call them Hallmark Hikes, because of the snow-covered trees and trail.

Sadly, we aren’t snowshoeing. Not enough snow. The snowfall is dramatically behind schedule. This weekend though finally brought the cold of winter. Odds are, it did for you too. It...

I don’t nerd out often enough. I do categorize my tech-oriented blog posts as either geek horror or cyber war, but I also claim this blog in no way reflects the opinions of my employer. This post is an exception as I’m going to share some blog posts I have at my employer’s website; but still, this post on my site expresses my personal views.

https://www.tierpoint.com/blog/ai-threat-detection/

That link above speaks to how AI applies to threat detection. There are certainly credible...

Christmas began for me as it always does, drinking eggnog from a moose cup. This would be the first time for me to take off two solid weeks of PTO in eight years. After a major product launch, I was looking forward to it.

Meanwhile, Margot was lounging poolside a thousand miles south at her great grandfather’s house in Austin. We’ve been traveling to Austin for Christmas for the entire 36 years we’ve lived in Colorado, but for the one year Brit spent the Christmas of 1991 in the ho...

My mind won’t let go of what it felt like to be racing in yesterday’s Colder Bolder. It’s been so long since I’ve put myself out there, struggling to keep up while in oxygen debt. This runner behind me was from the wave that started 5 minutes ahead of mine. He wasn’t someone I was caught up in a race with. There were two women I found myself passing back and forth with.

One of them was 55 year old Michele Delman, pictured here in the orange tank top behind me. I was 2 seconds ah...

I ran the Colder Bolder 5K this morning. Start time – 7:35 am. An early run for me. The temps weren’t bad though, around 40°, but with a bit of a breeze at 8 mph. I’ve run these events well below zero in the past, where it’s earned its name.

The rooftops of the buildings on the CU campus are still full of snow. I ran without gloves or a hat but still might have been over-dressed wearing two shirts. I saw runners comfortable in tank tops, others were shivering.

I might have...

I took the entire week off from work for Thanksgiving for some much needed recovery time. Karen and I hiked the Sourdough trail early in the week and had to stop the car on the road to allow some wild turkeys to pass. Imagine that.

It was a bit colder than we expected at 8,000 feet. We could have used mittens.

Not too much snow on the trail though. We expect to get our first real snowfall this coming weekend.

I’ve put most of my focus this week into rebuilding my ru...

Coco and Lobo prepped early for Halloween.

Buying Jalapeños for chili the week before. I know. I was there. I’d seen.

Coco decorated the house for the season.

I know that too. I was there for a reason.

Before I could trick or treat, I was pressed into service.

All for a dog that made me quite nervous.

Then I went out for the night with my family.

And I stood in line to collect candy.

I felt like someone, or something, was looking ove...

This gem of a state park is just a few miles east of Castle Rock. Possibly the skinniest state park in Colorado, it runs a few miles along Cherry Creek as it flows through the canyon. That’s Pike’s Peak over Todd’s head.

A few steps past the trail head, we spotted a deer. Or it spotted us.

Springs, groundwater seepage, and snow/rain runoff, from Monument Hill, formed the canyon tens of millions of years ago. Cherry Creek looks like a river as it flows through downtown Denver, h...

I’ve lost count now how many times that Karen and I have travelled to Victoria. It’s our place. This time though, we met some good friends on their overlapping trip.

Chinatown for dim sum and Fan Tan Alley was of course on our agenda.

We began the trip per our usual routine, staying the first night at The Edgewater Hotel next to the pier where we would board our ferry in the morning. There’s a giant cruise ship over my shoulder in this photo, just outside our room.

While ...

My mother passed four years ago, at 88 years of age.  That’s a really long run for anyone.  I was reminded of her cooking recently when I was moving some recipe books and a note fell out of her 1990 edition of Southern Living. Not a lot of people know this but she invented lists.

She would have been 71 when she wrote this note. The top note references Karen’s brother getting married. He has two kids now, one in college. She then notes Mother’s Day. She had seven children, no doubt ...