Short stories and photos shared with humor and love
The glee bubbled up the moment my Hoka-clad foot hit the sand. It always does when I get to be where the water meets the earth. And this time I had the whole, glorious beach to myself. I took a tentative step north, and then another, and, then I ran. I use the word “run” [...]
All organized runs have their draw. For some it's the course with its challenges or beautiful scenery. For others it's the competition or timing or charitable cause. I can say without reservation that, for me and, I suspect, many others, the appeal --the whole point, really -- of the Cheesehead Run is the food. My [...]
I raced with destiny yesterday morning, and by that I mean I enjoyed a pleasant jog and the familiar humiliation of a face plant on a busy street. I am destined to sport the skinned knees and elbows of a kindergartner well into my old age. Following this particularly glorious fall, as I leapt back [...]
As I chugged along the MyPulaskiK9 FundRun route Sunday morning, I thought about how skylines define a town. They give us insight into the values and industry upon which people build a community. Some skylines, like Chicago, New York and Singapore, offer the gorgeous glow of innovation as they rise in mighty triumph over cities [...]
If the darkest hour is just before dawn, it's also the sweetest. Most days I unwrap it with great anticipation, like a piece of fine chocolate. Generally, I have the place to myself when I rise before dawn; I get to sip a little tea and watch the sun stretch its golden streaks of optimism [...]