i once one the public high league cross country meet.
now i am the last out of fourteen men to finish a 250m hill workout.
i was injured, now i'm coming back.
and it's not the PHL anymore, this time it's the second division of the NCAA.

i was Once A Runner, but that's all changed;
now it's time to go Again to Carthage.

i knew it was right that i left because my father cried before leaving kirksville.
it was the only time i've ever seen him cry besides when his father died.
he was finally proud of me.

i'm incredibly fucking tired of doing what everyone else wants to do ( Read more... )

i miss it ...a lot ( Read more... )

need. more. adventure.

pssst. madeline. you, emily, teresa, matt, whoever else still lives in that city. come and visit.

and in todays news:
doogie (from switzerland) and i are co's for the summer.
this week we're in savannahs (8 and 9 years old)
i am in love with elephant rocks state park.
my car is dead ...again.
i (still) love kayaking.
and session three is about to begin.

...ill try this again.

i got a tattoo over memorial day weekend.

go sleep deprivation!

i got a tattoo labor day weekend

having the greatest time ever.