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Tarmac Meditations #112: FaceBook THIS!

February 17, 2013 By Michael Lebowitz 4 Comments

“How are you feeling Michael?”, says Mr. FaceBook. Which comes first? Crabby, Cranky or Grumpy is how I’m feelin. SUCK on THIS is how I’m feelin’. Take a freakin’ hike FB is how I’m feelin’.

Thinkin’ I could use a run right about now …

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Tarmac Meditations #110: Roll on You Rollin’ River

February 3, 2013 By Michael Lebowitz Leave a Comment

There are days when my running is not about running at all. I went out this morning to listen to Dylan’s new album, Tempest. I really only listen to music intently when I run, especially if the music is new to me. In one song, “…In silence there he waited for/Time and space to intervene…” A little further along, “The orchestra was playing/songs of faded love…” Me and Mr. Dylan gettin’ our mileage before sunrise…been doing that for a very long time; we’re gonna keep at it for a while longer on account of “I ain’t dead yet my bell still rings/I keep my fingers crossed like the early Roman kings.” ( I get some part of that..the rest just sounds good.) The real thing is, some people who write go to read Keats, or Kesey, or Mailer, or Doctorow or Atwood in order to get their directions to their own private stash of personal words…inspiration is part of it but so too is being surrounded by the rhythms and constructions that made the reader want to be a writer. For me it is Dylan, and Van Morrison, Lyle Lovett and Guy Clark, John Lennon and Marvin Gaye. So I light out, put the headphones on and go to the river of words that will take me where the takin’ needs to go. Roll on you rollin’ river. Roll on.

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Taramc Meditations #109: Freedom Is

January 27, 2013 By Michael Lebowitz Leave a Comment

It was cold yesterday. Winter goddam cold. The MacAss50, a fun run of various distances is in the books. A lot of locals showed up, the TrailRunner Magazine Trail Runner of the year 2012 showed up, LongRun pictures showed up. LongRun walked a bunch of miles, up and down, took a mess of shots, got some that are okay.

On the way back to the finish area LongRun, that’s me, ran a little, camera held tight, forest quiet, winter cold, clouds of breath. For a few minutes I wasn’t sixty something and overweight/under-trained, sleep deprived, anxious and filled with a sense of wariness; for a moment I was present with myself, tall and straight, runnin’ easy in the winter woods, knowin’ that everything that’s now is almost yesterday. Freedom is where you find it. I want more of it. Shit, who wouldn’t!

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Tarmac Meditations #76: Big Steel Rails

May 21, 2012 By Michael Lebowitz Leave a Comment

2/12
Gonna walk to my meeting. Gonna listen to Gordon Lightfoot. Early morning rain, big steel rails, Canada when I was young and so was love…gonna walk slow and steady, gonna drift along the floodin’ river, gonna let the rain wash my hair and the music carry the memories. Gonna get a workout, and maybe some writing time all in one…gonna come home, have a little somethin’ somethin’ and do the work of the day. Saturday, you’re ok with me.

Tarmac Meditations #78: Longest, Furthest Yet.

May 20, 2012 By Michael Lebowitz Leave a Comment

2/13
Up Martin-made the turn at the “Saddle”…the meadow where all roads cross on the way to Spencer Butte summit…took me an hour…took the Bigfoot, Merlin and Flash 40 minutes. My longest, furthest yet. Easy to hate young legs at my age. Took 50 min. going down. Fog heavy in the lichen, valley sky lit with purple sunrise. Home roasted coffee leaning against the pick up. The day unrolls to a steady runners’ beat.

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