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My Winter Runs Need to Get a Grip
Sunday Run Day and for the first time in two months I took part in a group run with a small cohort of friends. Our locality has been on pandemic-related lockdown since late November, and all my runs have been solo. But COVID-related hospitalizations have been down. New case numbers have been declining. And the
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Dozens of Dozens of Sourdough
I woke up at 6 am this morning to bake bread. It had been proofing overnight in my cast iron loaf pan, dusted with flour and lightly covered with a bit of plastic wrap to keep it from drying out for the twelve hour counter-top rise. It was the one hundredth and fourty-fourth loaf I’d
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Recalling Quarantine Ultra
I hadn’t forgotten about it. At the time it was just a goofy online race. But I was there. This morning I was flipping through the digital pages of the December 2020 issue of Outdoor magazine. A sentence on an article titled “Unprecedented” caught my eye. Something something backyard quarantine ultra something something. Sunday Runday,
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Single Track Somebody
Sunday Runday. Still locked into my solo routine from an abundance of pandemic lockdown caution, I veered from my planned course yesterday. I left the house thinking of a simple suburban streets run, my typical get-er-done route. Instead, I turned ninety-degrees at the trail access, and trotted into the river valley to tackle a stretch
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When This is Over I’m Getting on a Plane
Travel Tuesday, and I’m sitting here (just like a good chunk of the world) locked down in my basement during a global pandemic. We (fortunately) banked partial refunds and credit for two sets of flights from twenty-twenty COVID cancellations. This means that last year we didn’t get to go any further than we could drive