Voyeuristic Raccoons

Mornings. There are mornings and there are Mornings. This was the latter…or the prior, I forget which. The point is, it was morning. Early, dark, not quite as hot as to make you puke, but still hot. Rather than going to work I took the day off to hit the trails, cuz sometimes you just have to say “Fuck it, dude. I’m hitting the trails.” … Continue reading Voyeuristic Raccoons

It’s So Hot, I Could Vomit. Wait. Yup. Just did.

It’s hot out there folks, like real hot. When its hot for a land going, desert loving, saliva spitting, water storing mammal like us, then you know it’s hot.  So for the sake of safety lets review a few ways to beat the heat and keep pounding the trails. The booze; during the week, trade the elixir of life for some good old fashion water……HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! … Continue reading It’s So Hot, I Could Vomit. Wait. Yup. Just did.

“When the Dog Bites, When the Bee Stings, When I’m Feeling Sad……” 

Let me tell you a few of my favorite things about trail running.  The trees, the lightning bugs, the supprise ferral dogs, hogs and river otters.     The feeling I did something hard and unnecessary.  The soladaraty.  But mostly…….mostly…….I enjoy the fact that I never run into drunk woman in their 20’s.  Continue reading “When the Dog Bites, When the Bee Stings, When I’m Feeling Sad……”