It’s 11 days until the winter solstice, and these ever-shortening days are feeling rather… short. I know it’s not really soo bad in Portland, but the 4:30 sunset (4:27 today, actually) and 7:40 sunrise is hard. Every year, despite being intellectually prepared for it (“sure, sure, it’ll get dark early, …
At the end of March, I was supposed to run a grueling-looking trail marathon with my dear friend Marisa outside of Las Vegas. I “trained” for it for maybe 10 weeks, and during every single long run I took, my mind would at some point inevitably wander to fantasies of …
I’ve been doing an awful lot of from-home wandering lately, which has been a super fantastic way to get to know our extended neighborhood. I mean, I always wander, but given that I have much more time lately, my wanders have become a little farther-flung and a lot more concentrated …
I harbor this fantasy in life about living somewhere with trails and wilderness just outside my door. From my little cabin in the woods, I would step out and breathe fresh air, hear my resident varied thrush, and start running for miles on end, never setting foot on pavement, not …
