"Man in these crags a fastness find To fight pollution of the mind;" A few days ago, a friend of mine posted a photo she had taken on the White Dot trail on Mt. Monadnock. As soon as I saw the picture, a flood of memories hit me like a punch in the stomach. No, more like that one time in sixth grade when I absentmindedly walked too close to the batter in a game of whiffle ball, and Continue reading →
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Aunt Muriel & the Saber Tooth Tiger
If ever there was a saying in the human language that I could 100% relate to, it's the adage "word vomit". I'm not sure if adage is the appropriate descriptor for a noun whose first Google search result is urbandictionary.com, but we're going to go with it anyway. It makes it sounds … [Read More...]
Epsom Salt Baths for Post Run Soreness: Does It Really Work?
For as much time as I spend defending this sport against all of the "running is bad for your knees" naysayers, I will be the first to admit that running can, and often does, hurt. Running long distances, especially when you are new to them, can leave you hobbling around for a few hours post run, … [Read More...]
8 Weeks to the Barkley Fall Classic: Week 5
You may have noticed that the "9 Weeks to the Barkley Fall Classic: Week 4" post went missing. There's two honest reasons for that: My training week kind of sucked. When I sat down to write about it, I couldn't remember what I did, and felt completely uninspired. Real words from an … [Read More...]