Wow. Time flies. It seems like just yesterday I was thinking, “Well sure, I can keep this thing […]
Author: Emlyn Lewis
It thundered. It lighteninged. It poured down rain. But it stayed humid, and I stayed in bed, because […]
It is good to spend time with friends and loved ones outside, in the woods, on the trails, […]
Richard Preston’s The Wild Trees is non-fiction, which seems clear enough, and you will get from it what […]
It’s hot here now. The sun blares and the air is thick. Insects buzz at fever pitch. The […]
Like you, I daydream. Mostly mine are about running or riding. In them, nothing hurts. Nothing is hard, […]
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 […]
