I wouldn’t have said I’m this kind of guy, the try-hard, the Type A. I’m not. I’m not. […]
Suffering
You find yourself sitting in a sun-baked, school parking lot in rural New Hampshire. Spent. Dead. Finished. Someone […]
We all know the first mile is a lie, but this last weekend I was able to conceptualize […]
I could tell, about three miles in, that things were not right. Telltale stomach cramps, like the beginnings […]
If I am calm, I can find that quiet space between my ears where everything is ok, where […]
Dirt Soul Search 