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Because I don’t want to be an aging hipster. Because that’s sad and I keep picturing a bearded Jim Morrison drunk in a bathtub in Paris, angry that he has birthday parties to deal with. Because I think about Jack Kerouac bending over to pick up a… Read more
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I was running into a canyon. The opening was large, maybe 2 miles wide. As I ran, the trail would cross a dry creek bed, and then cross again, and then cross again. It was a little like the east and west sides of the creek were fighting for… Read more
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I’m hesitant to share resolutions. First, it seems like it’s very un-hip to have them. To be cool, you’re either supposed to be above this sort of thing (I set resolutions every week, not just once a year, you loser) or resolutions are pointless… Read more
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I screwed up my knee. I’m pretty sure I did it from over training. I ramped up my weekly mileage too much too fast. This, I know from experience, is something that can happen from love affairs. Can anyone really explain how they can love running?… Read more
