A $20 a night campground brings a certain level of charm… like people loudly coming and going at all hours of the night… a random 5am guitar serenade in 29° weather and conversations with a Harley driving New Yorker in the community showers… (for the record… Ed from NY is a good dude). Per usual, Matty Fierce and I made the long 5.5hrs drive up … Continue reading “Unfiltered, Unsupported, Unfinished”
“You know what we were doing last night at 7pm? Walking down a dark road at mile 57 with lightning flashing above us.” I wanted to quit. I was standing ankle deep in a mud puddle in a downpour mile 25. I wasn’t injured. I wasn’t tired. I was just… uninspired. When I signed up for the Arkansas Traveller 100 mile race I was stoked. … Continue reading Does the “A” in Arkansas stand for Apathetic or Achievement?
I haven’t been running much in the past few weeks. If I’m being honest, I haven’t had much motivation in the running department and it’s felt more like a chore than something of enjoyment. Often when I start focusing more on numbers, time or a long race… I experience a little burn out and that initial inspiration starts to dwindle. Truthfully, not running as much … Continue reading Cyclic
It’s been a minute since I’ve been up to the Smokies… and by minute… I mean it’s just been since May. Typically I try and get up there once a month, but I’ve found myself dialing back my visits lately. Perhaps it’s settling into a new job… or maybe it’s that I’ve been shittily training for a race that’s not so mountainous… or maybe it’s … Continue reading It Ain’t That Deep
A certain intimacy lies in grand adventures and travel. There’s just something that bonds people when seeing beautiful places or doing hard shit together. Perhaps it’s the collective feeling of awe and amazement when staring out into the High Country in Colorado from 14,000ft. Or that feeling of smallness when gazing upon something as majestic as the Tetons… Or that feeling of a cold beer … Continue reading You Can Always Find Me Where The Skies Are Blue
Distance doesn’t make the runner. We’ve all heard the “you’re a runner whether you run 1 mile or 100 miles” saying and I whole heartedly stand by that. You’re no less a runner if you’re doing 5ks and your friends are doing 50ks. It’s all about personally preference and insight. I remember starting my own venture into the trail world. The forest adventure side of … Continue reading When Darkness Falls
I’ve always disliked the idea of giving gifts when it was expected… ie: for birthdays or Christmas. It just has always felt… forced? It also puts a lot of unneeded pressure and anxiety on people to feel like they have to give something. We might as well all just be out here swapping $20 bills from our wallets and calling it a Christmas gift exchange. … Continue reading Little Things
“What’s the numbers on your chest represent? A phone number? Social security number? A specific date?” “Actually, it’s the elevation of my favorite mountain.” I never expect anyone to understand. Sure, there’s a few that truly understand the feeling of having your soul and heart attached to a certain place, but for the most part, people just shrug and move on as they do with … Continue reading 6593
As most of you know, one of my BIGGEST passions in life is MUT running, but I tend to dabble in just about everything. I love to play/write/sing music solo and with my band, I had a halfway decent baseball career, I’m a sub par mountain biker and tend to just dive in to whatever seems interesting. Typically I can skate my way through anything … Continue reading Zach of All Trades, Master of… Education?
When the mountains call your name I hope you think of me I hate the way this ended But it’s how its got to be When you burn that many bridges You learn how to sink or swim But I won’t be standing next to you When you burn em down again This bond is broken And will never be the same The words that … Continue reading “The Mountains Are Calling”