Thoughts Amidst Change

Running, running, running. All the running had paid off, and we felt like there was a light at the end of the tunnel, but in truth I still have quite a ways to go--even now. I'm sitting in a hotel in Anaheim right now. I flew into San Diego last night around 11:30, and after…

A Dangerous Place to Be

I pulled into Joshua Tree National Park early, finding Galen without issue. I had already nabbed a lucky spot at Hidden Valley Campground, and the day was unseasonably perfect for Joshua Tree in January. The dirtbags were sprawled out in the dirt doing stretches and yoga in the early morning sun, lounging as we can…

A Going Problem

No, this isn't about a going problem as in a bowel issue. It's about the going problem we face every day in life. The constant reliance or need or want for why we do what we do. As if it is a requirement to have a reason or objective for our daily living. With so many…

Four Star Syndrome

I left Mount Woodson feeling defeated. I knew I wasn't defeated, but instead that I was just burnt out. Too much ambition, too many goals, too many responsibilities, too many dreams; I was trying to accomplish them all at once. By the time I got to San Diego State I was feeling hopeless, like running…

Hidden in Plain Sight

When Janet and I pulled up to the El Cajon Mountain trailhead late morning on a Saturday we were greeted by pull outs filled with cars. She wanted to head out to the main wall, and I had already voiced my concerns with the crowding we might face with a late start. We parked and…