Just Because 2

  And sometimes the rain begins to fall and it feels like if you don’t jump through a puddle you might jump off a cliff. When there’s no discernible plan and the restlessness has become tinged with sadness, and nothing feels right and you don’t want to pray or sing or […]


Get Your Goal

I sat in my car, parked in what appeared to be an endless blacktop parking lot. Multiple brick buildings of the Garmin HQ campus yawned up into the grey dusk. I sipped a cup of terrible hotel coffee swill and watched as all around me, runners of every stripe emerged […]


You Decide

Remember those old books where the reader could choose what the characters would do? If the reader wanted a happy ending, she could flip to page 62. If she wanted a wild detour, she was directed to page 54. There was tremendous power in these stories, because not only were […]


The Middle

Anticipation and accomplishment both are nearly palpable to experience, but the meat and the gristle, the toughness and the bone? Those are in the middle. The middle, while also palpable, is far less exciting, usually, and much more rigorous to endure. On our 17 (to 20) mile run this weekend, we […]


Reflectivity

On this wacky Advanced Marathon training journey, I’ve come to love my flashing lights, my headlamp and my gear all decked out with reflective stripes. I never thought I’d be much of a dark time runner, nor did I ever imagine a need for any of those flashy gadgets. It only […]


The Crossroad

The sun sparkled in a mid-winter sky. Up to that point, the weekend had been perfect. Saturday had been warm and spring-like, but on this day, Sunday, a cold front was expected. We were determined to soak up the warmth while it lasted. Our bigger group broke into smaller goal-oriented […]


And Here is the Steeple 2

When I say we meet on the trail by the river, I mean that is where we arrive en masse. To suggest something akin to fellowship happens there, at the park, in the ink of early morning, is disingenuous. We are, however, like something of a congregation. We arrive in […]


Dear Sirs 6

Dear Sirs, I don’t want to be afraid. I don’t want to be afraid of you. I wasn’t always, you know. Just a few years ago, I was guileless. I was at ease and ignorant. I had managed to scrape through forty some years without a chink in the daft […]


Where are the Forks?

Every first day of something is bound to be fraught. And wrought. Under the morning moon, I drove empty streets toward a parking lot. At the far end, a clutch of reflectively clad people stood in a wobbly circle, their breath like so many clouds expelled into the dark before dawn. The […]


Ruinous Runs and Other Things I’ll Do Again 6

I have nothing. Or perhaps I have a field of tumbleweeds sweeping across my thoughts. Marathon Four has left me in a weird and untenable state, a state of which I was I previously and happily unaware. I have been rendered proudly disappointed. Marathon Four picked me up, turned me upside […]