It's Saturday. The athletic day of rest. Actually, that's Friday. Saturday is actually athletic day of long run. But that didn't mean I was gonna sacrifice a second sleep in day to follow Tiny Brazilian and Endong up to McAfee Knob for sunrise. 4am start? 2:30am wake up? I'm not gonna say I didn't consider … Continue reading There’s No Napping After Death Click
Voluntary Rest Day
Yep. I'm doing that today. Voluntarily. I woke up at 5:00am when my alarm when off and made the call. Texted Rogue and went right on back to sleep. And now here I am resting and shit. Here's why. Y'all know how all of the social media networks went down Wednesday afternoon? And sent all … Continue reading Voluntary Rest Day
Accidental Two A Day
I had a plan when I woke up this morning. Leg Day with my Tiny Brazilian before work and Chakra Yoga with my Magical Yogess after. To get my hip sway back. Then off to be entertained by GJB. Because someone allowed him to emcee fireworks. Like, free styling words. In front of other people. … Continue reading Accidental Two A Day
Please Stop Talking
Sometimes I think I'd like to figure out whatever look or vibe I have that invites random people to say words to me. So I can disable that function. After our North Mountain Dehydration Session Saturday, Rogue and I collapsed at the picnic tables outside of the convenience store with all of our rehydration methods. … Continue reading Please Stop Talking
How Yoga Made My Body Speak To Me Again
"I know what you need." Y'all. My body has forgiven me. She has soooo forgiven me. I spend a good amount of time putting her through some things. I spend a lot of time pushing her past her limits. Insisting that she embrace discomfort and sometimes even pain. Forcing her to get stronger. And I … Continue reading How Yoga Made My Body Speak To Me Again
How My Weekend Fell Apart
I'm sitting here in a gas station parking lot where I just downed two hot dogs and a bag of Fritos. And a Vitamin Water. Because balance. I'm not proud of this. But I think it's important to illustrate just how far off the rails my body has gone. Let's take a look at how … Continue reading How My Weekend Fell Apart
In Desperate Need of Lady Practice
I don't often do a great deal to make myself desirable to men. I fell out of the shower this morning. Not like I slipped getting out of the bathtub kind of situation. I don't have a bathtub. I'm still pretty resentful of that decision. To not get a traditional bathtub in my bathroom. No. … Continue reading In Desperate Need of Lady Practice
Adventures in POO
The best cure for illness is running. That's a thing. Right? Or how about this. The best cure for the vampire parasite is mountain running. Because by climbing up 3,000 feet, you're closer to the sun. Thus exposing the parasite to the very thing that destroys it. That makes sense, right? Ok. I don't know. … Continue reading Adventures in POO
Circle of Excellence
Last week, I was in the best shape of my life. This week, I have the lung capacity of a sedentary 80 year old lifetime smoker. Initially, I thought it was a recurrence of the Zombie Parasite that kept me from Iron Mountain last year. But I've been doing some research. And all symptoms point … Continue reading Circle of Excellence
Running Mill Mountain. Again.
I ran Mill Mountain three times in 10 hours this week. And then jumped straight into leg day. I didn’t even have to do that during the Blue Ridge Double. Pro tip: Don't spend the hour after leg day sleeping in your car. Because the car extrication process is going to be painful and graceless. … Continue reading Running Mill Mountain. Again.
Shine My Way 