It is a long way to the Jersey Shore from this desert “wash” but I know that some of the folks who ran Javelina this weekend will go home to ravaged communities and bring something of value to those who need it more now than maybe ever before.
Tarmac Meditations #99: Between Here and There
Throughout this year of ultras in all the places I have shot them I have been reminded of the sweep and dream of an America that I grew up with …
Tarmac Meditations #98: Headin’ South
Leavin’ on a jet plane…headin’ south, another weekend another 100…gonna be warmer than it was but it is still, as always, 100 miles, one mile at a time.
Tarmac Meditations #97: Another Day
The morning sky was filled with luminous stars…unusually bright and present. Maybe it seemed that way because I was running with the Road2Ruin runnin’ guys for the first time in awhile.
Tarmac Meditations #96: The Day After
Running had helped me to see, to seek the light, to see the shadows, to be more than a number on an age chart, a scale, a measuring tape …
Tarmac Meditations #95: Why I Shoot Ultras
If you can’t run then you can give back to the thing that has given you so much.
Tarmac Meditations #94: I Think It’s Gonna Rain
Thinking about writing is not the same thing as writing.
Tarmac Meditations #93:Travellin’
There I was back home again (well it was home for a while when I was young)… folks asked me where I’d been, I told ’em I’d been West.
Tarmac Meditations #92: A New Year
Slept a little after the long two days of shooting. Kept waking up in the “arms of a nightmare.” It was cold this morning. Clean. Sad.
Tarmac Meditations #91: Yesterdays
Yesterday I stood around in a room full of people, in a city where I used to live. Many of of these folks I have known for all of my life and some of them for all of their lives. Family. It looked like the same party it has always been, a little smaller, a little quieter. There was someone missing …
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