“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.
Tarmac Meditations #112: FaceBook THIS!
“How are you feeling Michael?”, says Mr. FaceBook.
Tarmac Meditations #111: Notes From A Nightmare
A Six Word Story
Tarmac Meditations #110: Roll on You Rollin’ River
A writer needs to find the words … where ever they may be hiding.
Taramc Meditations #109: Freedom Is
It was cold yesterday … but for a few minutes I wasn’t sixty something and overweight / under-trained, sleep deprived, anxious and filled with a sense of wariness; for a moment I was present with myself!
Tarmac Meditations #108: Feelin’ it
Pulled up an old photo to describe what it feels like today…back at it though. New motivation since becoming a grandfather…
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