running, reading, nonsense.
I have been in a strange state recently. A period of higher intensity work and travel (with the resulting long days, short nights, and broken hotel sleeps) coincided with a forced break in my running, due to an injury which had come about from forcing my training and battering miles mindlessly. When work went mad… Continue reading Untethered
Here's what I'm doing with this blog now: I'm just going to write whatever is on mind. This is it. I've been reading Carlo Rovelli’s gorgeous Seven Brief Lessons on Physics and have been caught on one part, of one lesson in particular, where we read about observations and ideas concerning black holes. These form… Continue reading “Grains of Space”
There is a horde of half finished and abandoned projects on the internet. Hundreds of thousands of YouTube videos with single digit views, SoundCloud MP3s never listened to by any one other than their creator, and blogs left to gather digital dust by writers who let it slip through their grasp as life shifted through… Continue reading Even the devil needs time alone sometimes
In the heat of this particularly sweltering summer my writing habits have melted away. Thankfully, my running habits have mostly survived. My Strava progress chart is a steady mountain climb interspersed with brief, sometimes steep downhill drops indicating, probably, a heavy-ish weekend. I wanted to have a fun summer, and I have had one. I've been… Continue reading Summer of Run
The overriding emotion which signals to me that a book is striking a chord with me is jealousy. Sickly green I think: I wish I could have dreamt this up. I have taken to focusing my writing here on running, and reading about running, but The Vorrh is a book which made me want to… Continue reading The Vorrh
2016, written by Charlie Engle Listened to on Audible Being a good storyteller, and having good stories, are separate matters. The same can be said for being a good runner, and being a good writer. Charlie Engle, for my money, is all four. It was at Engle’s description of his first ever drink that I… Continue reading Running Man
Photo by Mathew Schwartz on Unsplash For my last three big races I have written out a full running regimen and with resounding consistency I have failed to stick to it. Life didn’t cause me to come unstuck from my plans...I just didn't really like them. I am currently training for a trail half in… Continue reading Packing on (running) Meat
The runners crashed by me, skidding on the loose rock trail, exhibiting tremendous speed and technical ability. I also ran. Just, not like that. Part of my interest in trail running is that it is beyond my comfort zone. I do not possess tremendous speed and technical ability, particularly not on steep downhills. Think less… Continue reading Downhills are Supposed to be Fun
I went away for two weeks and when I came back the seasons had changed. The heath where I go to run before work, and retreat to during my break, has sprouted. Its trees and bushes and fields are verdant, bright. The grass pops green, clashes with the yellow of the rape flower. Every year… Continue reading So Bloody Green
Time changes when you run somewhere new. I can’t say for sure whether it speeds up, or slows down, but it feels different. The explanation is probably as simple as: you don’t look at your watch as much; or you aren’t making calculations in your head based on landmarks because you have yet to commit… Continue reading Holidaying, Running, and Falling Out of the Stream of Linear Time.
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