Category: running

  • The Gap

    The Gap

    I parked in the lot by the grocery store so I could buy a few things after my run. I had an hour and a half before the afternoon’s storms were to hit, giving me plenty of time to get some exercise, buy scallions, and be home before the skies unleashed. It was a good […]

  • Sloggin’ in the Rain

    Sloggin’ in the Rain

    I like to pretend that life is a musical wherein all the Best Moments are enhanced by atmospheric lighting and the promise of a standing ovation. For me, everything — from the making of pancakes to the folding of laundry — takes on a brighter sheen if it is accompanied by high kicks and jazz […]

  • In a Fog

    It was full-frontal foggy the other day. This wasn’t just film noir, dry ice kind of stuff. Nay. This was, “Holy Haunted House, but I’m holding my hand up in front of my face, and I can’t see it!” Okay, it wasn’t my actually my hand, but I was waving something vaguely hand-like up in […]

  • Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want: This Key

    I wasn’t kidding. This story is a continuation of the previous one. I know you’re all, “Well, even though I didn’t read her last post, I’m not about to go back now and waste my precious time on it. No, I’m NOT. I’m just going to read this one here and piece it all together. […]

  • Like Finding a Grain of Broken Rice in a Particularly-Soggy Bowl of Shredded Wheat

    Blissy. That’s an apt word for how I felt during my run on the Superior Hiking Trail last week. Maybe Glimmery. Possibly Elysian. Having my feet off asphalt, dodging rocks and roots, listening to the creek burbling nearby, I very nearly wanted to whip up a quick fire and cremate myself right there and then, […]

  • “You Finish My Post” Here are some photos from the big race this past weekend (I’m in the blue shirt, #2409). Because I was in a state of severe oxygen debt, I have no recollection of a single thought in my head. So you tell me: what was I thinking, as I tripped through the […]

  • “Trailmix: What Doesn’t Choke Me Makes Me Stronger” For the last five or six years, I’ve run a spring race that’s held in a nature reserve outside of Minneapolis. When registering for this race, which is called The Trailmix, there are three options: I could run the 50K solo race (translation: 31 miles, all on […]