image from: http://1.bp.blogspot.com/ The runs I resist the most, are always the most satisfying.  The unexpected charm of an arid mountain, climbing to the cloudless sky in 85 degrees.  Running along the port on the north side of Amsterdam's Central Station, listening to Bono count to One...a drizzly jog down the west shore of Greenwood … Continue reading running diaries chapbook – part II →

Note: I've been writing some stuff which feels more creative than purely autobiographical.  What a relief, huh?  I'll probably post them in a series (running diaries chapbook) as they come to me, and I'll clearly identify them so you can easily skip them.  This running thing is taking on a life of its own, in … Continue reading running diaries chapbook- part I →