A journey through running, writing, paramedicine and sports makes it necessary to maintain positive mental and physical health. Whether it is discovering another ultramarathon or working on a series of novels, I hope to improve everyday.
The bell rings to a busy day Our feet stomp and to get ready for The storming traffic in which we pay- Now attention we have to have
I. Death and Harmony Brisk-paced violin bows galloped forward before fading into grand silence, with the absence of noise soon accompanied by the flowing serenade of a harp. To the side, a stage door floated open to an urgent murmur as the stage director dragged Mr. Welch’s limp body away to the side of the open curtains. Mr. Welch, a prominent ambassador, was witnessing his daughter’s debut at the London Symphony Orchestra venue after a political assembly.
Protect And To Serve
White snowflakes fell from somber skies, the horizon muted by clouds. Children sliding across the ice while shoveling snow off Central Park’s frozen pond. A distant cry of sirens spoke for the people in service of the community.
Luck? I could use some luck. While at my vacation house, I sometimes greet my neighbor as he picks up the newspaper from his perfectly groomed yard. His property abuts the neighborhood’s private white sand beach, and he once told me “Good luck is afforded to those who work for it.”
My back crashed into the window, glass shattering. My fate hung mid-air like a battered piñata. I thrust my heels downward, breaking my fall from two stories above onto soft dirt near a withered plant.
The Whole Cake
Sweat dripping, breath heavy, sun light leaving. 112 miles in a single run. “Why would you run more than a marathon?” A common question many people have pondered, including myself before the novel COVID pandemic. It’s exhilarating to run a 5k, 10k, or half marathon. 100 miles though? You need a ‘Why’ to do something like that. And how are you going to find inner peace from suffering through a painful distance run?