Like you, I daydream. Mostly mine are about running or riding. In them, nothing hurts. Nothing is hard, […]
Author: Emlyn Lewis
It was Emily’s last day with us. She’s moving to Atlanta. So I planned a workout that didn’t […]
There was no announcement. We never agreed. At some point the pace just went up, and I found […]
It stands to reason that if grambling is a thing, then trambling must also be a thing. It’s […]
All the sweating happened today. It wasn’t that hot, and there was a decent breeze, but holy shit […]
The trail runner is a body moving through wild space, a bag of calcium, protein and water. The […]
Originally for RKP. This one is such a solid reminder of what office life was like, in the […]
Perfect morning weather. Sunshine. No humidity. Temperature hovering in the high 50s. Complaining is one of our favorite […]
After a lot of solo grambling, I found myself in front of Chapman’s house, one foot clipped in, […]
I came upon an old woman pushing her bike. We were near the place where the secondary bike […]
