hello trails

Well, shit.

Again.

Writing about personal stuff online is always a bit of a catch, particularly in 2026.  Everyone is making reels or writing newsletters or hosting video channels.

You are probably just passing through and don’t care a whit about the inner workings of a website like this, but if you’ve been reading even just semi-regularly since my launch you will have definitely noticed that I’ve been working to grow and build and make this site as interactive and interesting … personal… as I can.

…because “I need to write more of this down.” I thought to myself as I started hatching a plan for this collection of writing way back in the summer.

And I’ll be blunt. None of us are getting any younger.

I started looking at all the amazing things I’ve done in my running career over the last twenty-ish years and then measuring that up against my upcoming fiftieth birthday, my seemingly never-ending list of minor injuries, and an evermore unstable world, and pondering if my best years in this sport might in fact be behind me.

I’ll be out on those trails until they drag me off them—an event that seems more and more likely with every run these days—but that’s just it: I once said to someone, you never know when your last run is going to be. You never step out the door and say, well, this is it. I’m going out for the last time.  It’s like they say, you never know when you pick up your child for the last time, or cuddle your dog for the last time, or say good bye to a friend one last time before you never again get the chance. And so it goes with this sport: injury and age and the last klick are inevitable.

I looked down that path and told myself I should make some notes so I have something to remember it all with.  It’s not everyone’s cup-o-tea, but sometime you need to start saying hello more often to the trails so that you can learn to eventually say farewell.