Peak-Bagging Nostalgia

You know that Bryan Adams song about the summer of ’69? Every time I hear the line, “Those were the best days of those lives,” I cringe. I detest the idea that a certain period of our lives can be “the best.” What is Adams saying? That everything after the age of 18 was crap? … More Peak-Bagging Nostalgia

Why I Run

A few years ago an acquaintance remarked on my overly-active lifestyle that I must be running from something. I am. My pain. Since developing meningitis in 2001 at the age of 18, I’ve had a chronic, incurable daily headache that hasn’t left me even for a moment. In the first three years after becoming ill, I … More Why I Run