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Tarmac Meditations #29: Emotional Brambles

October 15, 2010 By longrun 2 Comments

August 8, 2010

Appreciation to all of you who thought to say hey yesterday… the day was surprisingly long, harder than many preceding. Wondrous to me that the day came. I showed up, friends showed up, the sun crossed the sky in its proper arc and the moon rose to signal both the end of day and the beginning of the next year in the form of a single day. Wasn’t always a slam dunk for me that it could work like that.

Full moonAugust 9, 2010

Another night, another dance with snakes and spiders of my dreams, the terrors of the years gone by. I know now that if I hang in, hold tight, the daylight comes and they disappear. For awhile. “You can be in my dream if I can be in yours/I said that.” Dylan. Very easily done. He said that too. I say enough Dylan — it’s morning and it’s time to go to work. Words, can you hear me callin’?

August 11, 2010

Sometimes getting lost is harder than one might imagine. In the end, safety is where you find it; like love itself — it is there or it’s not. When things have changed sometimes all a guy can do is wait for the sunrise and set out to start all over again.

August 13, 2010

Ran again. Worked out again. Took the long hill home. Raining in the east, fires in the west…thinkin’ about the why of things, the how of never being here, the where of the places I have been and, of course, the who it is who was there…might just be The Who…either Daltrey or Horton but ‘who’ nevertheless.

August 14, 2010

Been working my through some serious emotional brambles. Feel like the other side is in sight. Heard the wolves howling last night, metaphorically, spent some hard hours keepin’ things tight, wrestling with demons of my own making. Lit out in the pre dawn streets of my hometown, put in my miles, cuppajoe with a friend, a meeting and home, looking for the words or better, getting ready for them to come.

Kept it tight ’till daylight came. Lifted. Will run later. Stayin’ steady with the new day. Fall chill inside the summer heat; another day, another drift in, or is it on, a river not of my own making.


Photo Credit

“Moon Cradle” James Jordan @ Flickr.com. Creative Commons. Some Rights Reserved.

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Winning- part 2

October 13, 2010 By longrun Leave a Comment

Winning Part 2-Victoria marathonAll I want to do is finish is something one hears all the time from runners thinking aloud about their goal for a marathon. Mostly they don’t really mean it. They have a time goal, a look good goal, something to achieve beyond the finishing. For most of us though, finishing is no small thing. On many days, after showing up, it is the only thing. And for that it is valuable beyond measure.

Filed Under: Photography Tagged With: finish line, marathon

Winning-part 1

October 13, 2010 By longrun Leave a Comment

First place, victoria marathon 10-10-10

Sometimes the winners make it look easy. It’s not.

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Tarmac Meditations # 28: It’s Not Personal, or Is It?

October 13, 2010 By longrun 1 Comment

Columbine flowers in summer storm.August 1, 2010

Fog in the valley. It’s the first of August, there is a winter chill behind the rain blowing gentle across the deck. Fall is not far off now, the years add up. I am missing absent friends.

August 2, 2010

Another foggy, cold rainy morning. San Francisco summer here in Eugene. Feels like home. The end of things as they have been. What’s next? A long run for me, several miles down and around, a stop at the gym and up the mile hill to home. Stronger. Sadder. More alive. If it don’t kill ya it makes you stronger, but damn, this shit can wear a guy out.

August 5, 2010

It’s hot and getting hotter…soon summer will become a state of emergency; folks will tell you the usual rules don’t apply. Don’t believe it …it won’t end well. This I know to be true. So do William Hurt and that no-good Kathleen Turner.

August 6, 2010

When Tony Soprano says it’s not personal it is likely true…mostly on account of the flotilla of personal disconnects in the man’s (character’s) emotional structure. When a friend says it’s not personal, it is important to note that one’s anger and all the rest is verifiable, distressing and is, well, personal. But then again, Tony would say, “Whaddaya gonna do?” with a shrug. Indeed.

August 7, 2010

They say it’s my birthday…comes around whether I’m happy or not. Thought too much last night about how things change. Ran my best run in a year this morning. Feeling. Everything. Eyes clear — check — heart heavy — check — muscles remembering what they do best — check — lungs working — check — pain free —check —running into the sunrise, flattening the long hill home — check. 6.4 miles. Keep on keepin’ on, he said. Check.

 

Photo Credit

“Columbine in Storm 2” petermankato @ flickr.com. Creative Commons. Some Rights Reserved.

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Zulu Sunrise

October 11, 2010 By longrun Leave a Comment

Surf's up, Zulu Sunrise“They’re firing off the break this morning. Time to go.” The rest is self explanatory.

Filed Under: Photography Tagged With: road trip, Sunrise

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