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Tarmac Meditations #119: Never Fades Away
I thought about it while running this morning because a flight of F-16s flew over head, their approach heard before they were seen. Even in the peaceful morning rain, the terror that is implied in war planes overhead was palpable. I came back and looked at this and said what the hell, maybe time to put it out there.
Tarmac Meditations #118: Heavy Gates
For an instant it felt like the heavy gates opened, like the light is shining through the crack. Like it is time to wake up. It’s better to wake up they say, better that than to come to.
Tarmac Meditations #117: Work in Progress
“I’m glad to hear that you are writing” she said. After a considerable silence, she added, “What a horrible price I’ve paid for your writing.”
Tarmac Meditations #116: Didn’t Run. Wrote.
Outside the rain kept coming. Cold, gray, hard driving rain from the north. Winter rain. Charlie stood outside the market, tried to remember what he knew he had forgotten, gave up and ran through the rain to the car.
Tarmac Meditations #115: Three Easy Pieces
Three easy pieces, run a little, walk a little, get on home.
Tarmac Meditations #113: Why I Shoot Ultras – Part 1
When I am not writing Tarmac Meditations for Life as a Human I am a race photographer who loves to shoot ultras and a writer who likes to write about shooting images, photography and running; that is when I am not wandering around in a dream state about the Great American Novel.
Tarmac Meditations #113: State of Rain
I woke up groggy from yesterday’s migraine. I was going to meet the group at 5:30 for a run. Didn’t happen. Opened up my computer and began to wander and wonder and watch as the time went away.
Running Away
Matilda and her tread belt of doom. She is a mean and unrelenting taskmaster. But when the roads are ice-covered, or so deep with mud that the runners would be sucked right off my feet, I plug her in and turn her on.
Tarmac Meditations #112: FaceBook THIS!
“How are you feeling Michael?”, says Mr. FaceBook.
