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Tarmac Meditations #32: Running Out of Excuses

September 1, 2010

Ran out of excuses this morning. Ran several miles. Felt stronger in the broken places (Hemingway suggested it might work that way). Ate some carbs and seeds. Drank tap water. Worked through an obstacle. Posting on FB is not writing. Exactly.

Run like hell!


I am looking for song lyrics that include “brown recluse spider”…no, I’m not kidding. Why? Going to Marathon Camp. Endurance beasts? Possibly. How about “beaver”,  as in work like one. Cheetah, as in run like one, mountain goat, Labrador retriever (has to be a Canadian tune with that) and dolphins…Please don’t ask why, time to do or die…sayeth the Raven.

September 2, 2010
Ran with B this morning. He is recovering from use injuries that have plagued him for over a year. Me? I’m recovering from the ravages of aging (ego mostly). We walked to warm up, did maybe eight sets of ‘run the straights’, ‘walk the curves’. The high school was closed; the dreams dreamt so long ago were still alive in the morning mist. Walked back, drank coffee, talked, went to a meeting…Words, I’m comin’ to get ya. Now.

September 3, 2010
Run first. Write later. Write first. Run later. Post on FB. Do nothing. Do nothing. Post on FB. You see where this is going. Me, I’m out the door. Running. Writing in my head. Looking both ways when I cross the streets of my hometown. I know my name and address, telephone number too. Writing is where you find it. Feets, don’t fail me now…..Ran. Now what? Oh, right! Write!


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“Run like hell!!” Ken douglas @ flickr.com. Creative Commons. Some Rights Reserved.

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I write and take pictures because it is my way of telling stories. I run because it reminds me, everyday, that I am here. I have no idea where the writing comes from.

What I do know is that I start with what I know and imagine the rest. In the end some of it is true and some of it is made up; memory plus time equals semi-fiction, others call it creative non fiction. And if the “I” in the piece has a different name than mine, it is fiction through and through.

My photography tells a story in a very different way. The pictures seem to come from who I was and what I care about. When the words are coming honestly and the pictures are sharp and knowing, the stories tell me who I am today.

I also write at Running Before Daylight and my photography can be seen at The Long Run Picture Company

Comments

  1. As someone once wrote in The Tower of Song, “I ache in the places I used to play.” Run. Write. Play. Ache a little.

    Nice capture Michael.

  2. Recovering from the ravages of aging – Oh yeah, I know about that one! Wish I could run as far and fast as I did 10 years ago. Big ego check to know that I just can’t! Great article Michael!

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