Ten things I have done that you (probably) haven't

Ten things I have done that you (probably) haven’t

I’ll be honest. I’m about to go on a big trip, and I’m–for the first time in a very long time–a little nervous about it….

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A New Year's wish

A New Year’s wish

My three-year-old son just fell asleep on my chest. It’s gray outside, spitting little wet snowflakes and rain on cold ground. It’s the kind of…

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The crying Tough Mudder and the wicked art of Someday

The crying Tough Mudder and the wicked art of Someday

It was just after 10am. I was midway up a California mountain and standing in a group of 200 people so pumped up on testosterone…

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Finish line

Finish line

“I am as nervous as I’ve ever been.” That was my son this morning, up before the sun for his first youth triathlon. At eight…

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Collections

Collections

It’s been nearly one year since we moved into the new Mt. Willis, and I don’t think we’re fully unpacked. I mentioned this to a…

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Disaster interrupted

Disaster interrupted

In a parallel universe, one in which I’d chosen to listen to the right soundtrack–something John Williams scored during a dark moment, maybe–we probably all…

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Iceman cometh

Iceman cometh

My dad taught me many things: how to play in the key of G, how to shave, how to eat four pounds of crab legs…

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First Fish

To catch a fish

I was beginning to wish we’d never seen the fish. I wished that the sun had set, dirty faces has been washed, and I was…

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Fight, postscript

Fight, postscript

Around this time yesterday, I started thinking about Jamie Gardner. After nearly three decades, I’d doubled back on some fairly impressive memories from my childhood….

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Fight

Fight

Jamie Gardner was the type of guy who could kill you with his hands if he didn’t scare you to death with his eyes. He…

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