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wind you jerk

Wind, You Jerk

My friend Jayson and I were out trail running on Saturday, for long stretches exposed to a 50 mph wind.…

Dear Phone, I Love You

Dear Phone: I love you. I mean, not in that Joaquin Phoenix-falling-in-love-with-his-operating-system way. But maybe in the I’d-probably-hug-you-if-I-hadn’t-seen-you-in-a-few-weeks-and-we-finally-got-together-for-coffee kind of…

Get Your Autumn On!

That’s right, it’s fall, aka autumn, aka your favorite season, that fleeting changing of colors, temperatures, clothing layers, and footwear…

Joe Calls It A Day

My dad, Joe, retires today, after 41 years of work at one company and about two years of worrying if…

notes from a book tour

Scenes From A Book Tour

I’m about halfway through my talk in the community room at the REI store when I see the two guys…

Thanks For The Words, Phife

I could never get into Shakespeare when I was in high school, or classical poetry. The reading seemed too arcane,…

Shout Out To Old Bikes

A couple Saturdays ago, I got this e-mail from my friend Lee: Would you or anybody else you know be…

Finding A Way

Jim Harris can walk again—which is a big deal because a little over six months ago he was paralyzed from…

Dear Loveland Ski Area:

A few months ago, I walked into your season pass office and filled out a form to get an Uphill…

Skiing: A Bumpy Love Story

I leaned on my poles at the intersection of Why Not and Vagabond, green and blue runs, respectively, low on…

Thanks, Eddie Vedder

Eddie Vedder turned 50 the day before Christmas Eve, as musicians and regular folks often do, and I was astonished…

Considering Gratitude

Mike and I arrived at Lincoln Falls to see a dozen people spread across the base of the routes, and…