Stories
“What is April thinking about?” said no one, ever (though I’m sure many people have said “What was April thinking?” many times). This blog is here to answer the question no one was really asking.
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind.
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind.
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind.
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind.
I’m sipping freshly filtered mountain stream water from my water bottle, huddled down on a damp rock beside a roaring, splashing, slick cascade. I’m at 11,000 ft an on early season hot summer day, surrounded by tall withering pine trees. The air feels fresher, cooler, delightful.
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind.
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind.
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind.
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Recently, in the span of 8 hours, I stumbled across 3 separate essays welcoming the demise of social media, which I was going to link to here, but then in my efforts to track them down, I came across even more.
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind.
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind
I’m jogging across the gravel parking lot, my car in sight, that final wave of relief so welcome I could cry. But I already did that today, twice, and I don’t feel like adding more tears to the cocktail of sweat, urine, and the contents of an energy gel that I am somehow plastered with.
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind
To begin, some thoughts:
There is a problem when you become immersed in the ultra running world: you read about 50Ks, 50 milers, then 100K’s, 100 milers, and more. The 100 milers start to feel like the hallmark of an ultra. A true Ultra. Once, when I told someone I ran ultras, he just assumed 100-milers. Never mind that “ultra” is short for “ultramarathon” which, you know, means anything MORE EXTRA THAN A MARATHON so you’d think I’d feel like an ultra runner after three 50K’s and a 28 mile mountain adventure, but no. No, the brain fails to find place and identity.
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind
Things I found interesting lately, what I’ve been up to, and whatever else comes to mind
I first learned the power of lightning when I was 10 years old. My mom and I were in the dining room during a common afternoon thunderstorm when the air suddenly shattered, sparks exploding off the ground in a white hot flash at the base of the tree on the other side of the sliding glass door.