The story of what went down at last Saturday’s Bigfoot Snowshoe Race up north actually begins many moons ago in Ann Arbor, on an Aikido mat. Class had started like many others, stretches and basic movements leading into the techniques to be taught that day. Then Sensei called me to the front, named a particular …
No Gideon Bible This Year
No, I'm not going to explain the title. Consult the almighty G if you don't get it. I’ve been telling you about my training for next month’s Rocky Raccoon 100 trail race down in Huntsville, Texas, with my wife and me staying with her brother and his wife for a week or so. It seemed …
2023: Running, Coffee, and Writing
Happy New Year to my wonderful readers! I hope you all had a better holiday than we did. The short version is that things went downhill fast after Lookout Mountain, and not in the good downhill way. Both my wife and I came down with COVID, which meant we barely saw the family, and Joyce’s …
Lookout Mountain 50: Digging Deep
I pushed up Lookout Mountain, my hiking poles sticking into the damp trail. Somewhere up ahead (emphasis on “up”) was the top, and more importantly, the finish line. I was 51.5 miles into a 50-mile race (!), with, supposedly, just a touch longer to go. But I was still winding my way through dark singletrack, …
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