It seems really difficult for adults to allow themselves to play. Or rather, it seems really difficult for […]
Category Archive: Manifesto
Bruises. There’s one on my left side, just below the ribs, from where I fell off my gravel […]
Here’s a thing I wrote for The Cycling Independent. I liked it and I believe it, so…. If […]
This post appeared a few weeks ago on The Cycling Independent. The photo above is not what I […]
I stood at the end of our driveway in bright sunlight. It was 1976 or 77. I was […]
Less paragraph and more verse: We do this so we can keep doing this. A Zen koan. Garden […]
The scenario was pretty straightforward. A guy takes his small children to the woods and encounters a pair […]
I got called a mother fucker during this workout. By my wife. So, draw what conclusions you will. […]
It’s a tall goddamned order, being cheerful, but what are you going to do? Sulk around all the […]
In 2004, in the dark days of blood-doping in professional cycling, Lance Armstrong said to Floyd Landis, “Run […]
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