A year later…

Yesterday was a year to the day that James and I flew back from Portland, Maine at the conclusion of our cross-country bike trip. Aww! I didn’t really expect to feel sentimental about it, but I kind of do! In fact, I almost got distracted from writing anything at all …

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On running really far

This was not a car-free adventure. In fact, it was a fairly fossil-fuel intensive adventure that involved flying to Billings, Montana, renting a car, and driving it down to Dayton, Wyoming and around the area to help support my friend who was running the Bighorn 100-mile trail race. But it’s …

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