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RunHaiku Volume 2
When I started my daily RunHaiku rhythm last fall, then continued it through the cold and dark early mornings of winter, I thought, if I could tune my senses to wonder and attention in the bleakness of winter, how amazing would spring be? Well, spring arrived. As temperatures rose, I found myself obsessed with arrival…
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Really Winning
In one week I’ll be participating in my first marathon, and I’m planning on winning the race. That’s right, winning the whole thing. Make no mistake (barring some kind of freak Rookie-of-the-Year-style “injury”) there’s no chance of me crossing the finish line first. Not going to happen. Finishing will be accomplishment enough. But when it…
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Attempting the Impossible
For the past 3 months I’ve been preoccupied with preparations for my first marathon. This morning I completed what will be my longest run before the big day. I get a variety of reactions when people find out I’m planning to torture myself by running 26.2 miles – not to mention the hundreds of training…
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RunHaiku: Call for Submissions
I recently launched RunHaiku.com, posting my first 100 haiku from my daily running/seeing habit (read more here). Probably the most fun and unexpected result of the project so far is that friends have started writing their own RunHaiku (and WalkHaiku, and BikeHaiku) as a result! Love it! This got me thinking: wouldn’t it be fun…
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RunHaiku Volume 1
So I’ve been doing this thing… Every morning I wake up, throw on my running shoes (and as many layers of clothing necessary given the weather) and go for a run. This is my chance to disconnect. I don’t bring my phone. No earbuds. Instead I listen. I connect with my own physical body through…
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Treasure
I found a treasure Beside the trail A whisper in the wind An overlooked flower Hidden in the grass I snatched it by the whiskers Wrapped it carefully With my fingers I’m racing home now To plant it safely In my garden
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The First of March
I had forgotten the scent of wet soil or rather, the fact that under all these layers of snow there existed a thing called soil at all Until the first of March, when under the unrelenting force of the noon-day sun all the memories of dirt under fingernails and the crunch of fresh carrots came…
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Eat (and Read) and Run
I first heard about ultrarunner Scott Jurek in Chris McDougall’s Born to Run, where he joined a small group of daring runners in a 50-mile race with the legendary Tarahumara in the Copper Canyon region of Mexico. When a friend mentioned that Scott himself had written a book, I had to check it out. Eat…
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Thanks, Seth
Seth Godin is probably the reason I’m here (on this blog) today. Over 10 years ago, a friend passed Seth’s blog along. I landed in the middle of his slow-drip project and enjoyed the steady, patient sharing of wisdom and observation. Seth changed how I thought about communication, media, and spreading ideas. But more importantly,…
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Missing an Eclipse
This morning there was an eclipse. And I missed it. (Which news stories and Instagram posts were kind enough to inform me.) This world is a wonderful place, isn’t it? (Boom de yada, boom de yada…). Even this sterile winter day was filled with, the deep blue glow of the pre-dawn snow, a lunar eclipse,…
