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The Art of Oatmeal Selection

I ran into Susan at the grocery store today as I was choosing which Quaker oatmeal would best serve my fiber needs. You know Susan. We all know Susan. Susan presents you with questions as if she were the midwife to your first born son. Susan believes her questions might one day change the world, while you believe that too much exposure leads to … Read More The Art of Oatmeal Selection

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Josie’s Questions for the Institutions

Body  Why do I have to take a rest day? What would happen if I allowed consistent running of varied intensity to be my recovery system? Why do I need to eat something before I go for a run? Why do I “have to” listen to a podcast when I run? Who says that running barefoot on trails is bad for your feet? What … Read More Josie’s Questions for the Institutions

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Source of Suffering

You know what cages us? Complaining. It squelches the life from you, it bolts you to the metal floor, it flogs you with barbed wire. It waits until you are low, and it whispers, greedily, hungrily, wet into your ear: not this time. Not for you. It takes you by the neck and dangles you from the cliffs, it uses your body as a … Read More Source of Suffering

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Eating Only Potatoes (And Failing Miserably)

For the last two weeks (November 6th-November 19th) I ate only potatoes. Wait. Let me be more specific: Monday, November 6th through Tuesday, November 7th I straight-up ate only potatoes. Then come Wednesday morning, as I–in the usual disheveled fashion–was bolting out the backdoor to go teach at the middle school, my hand, possessed of it’s own accord and obviously on it’s own nutritional … Read More Eating Only Potatoes (And Failing Miserably)

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The Vital Importance of Idiosyncratic Leggings

I sit on the seat I always sit on when I am skipping class. The metal stool at the blue-painted wooden table in the northwest corner of Gravel City Roasters by the massive, ceiling-to-floor window front. Right tucked up against the window, as if I were outside with the sunshine itself. My customary class-skipping double-espresso, featured today in a ladybug 2.75oz cup, rests drained … Read More The Vital Importance of Idiosyncratic Leggings

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This Week I Ate 90 Bananas and Ran 60 Miles

As soon as I woke up on Monday, my banana journey began. For a week straight (Monday, October 23th to Monday, October 30th) I aimed to ingest only bananas as a calorie source. Coffee, tea, club soda, and water accompanied my little yellow friends into the caverns. No salads. No grains. No sweets, no peanut butter. Only bananas. I shot for about 20 bananas … Read More This Week I Ate 90 Bananas and Ran 60 Miles

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End-Product Josie Needs Some Practice

“It was our belief that the love of possessions is a weakness to overcome. Its appeal is to the material part, and if allowed its way, it will in time disturb one’s spiritual balance. Therefore, children must early learn the beauty of generosity. They are taught to give what they prize most, that they may taste the happiness of giving. If a child is … Read More End-Product Josie Needs Some Practice

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In The Pursuit of Greatness

“If you can see yourself doing something, you can do it. If you can’t see yourself doing something, usually you can’t achieve it”. Thus speaks David Goggins, my fitness hero and constant mental companion to each hard run. The past year in Austria showcased a host inconsistent running as a result of constant traveling; this current school semester has yielded a tighter schedule than … Read More In The Pursuit of Greatness

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Feeding The Soul: Adventures in Arkansas

“Should we stay in the cave or should we find a new spot for tonight?” Thus launched Saturday’s conversation between my dear beloved pal Lindsey and I as we sat cross-legged in our wonderful soft-earthed cave floor sipping Stanley french-press coffee from blue tin mugs. The Arkansan air was timid and peaceful, stooping down to caress the little creek which contained Buffalo River nestled … Read More Feeding The Soul: Adventures in Arkansas

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When Hammock Met Thunderstorm

There is nothing quite as serene as being slung between two trees on a bed of nylon woven cloth; the gentle breeze providing a cushioned sway to the beat of the Universe pulse. It is as if all forest dwellers sign a pact with my intelligent hammock to stay away, simply to observe and not to eat. There has never been a time when … Read More When Hammock Met Thunderstorm

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Happy 100! Letter from the Editor and Most Memorable Posts

Dear Squadron, Hey there. You beautiful, auspiciously good-willed bellwether of a callipygian nature. You, my formidable invisible audience, have changed me over the past year and ten months. I don’t usually write for you specifically, but your very arcane presence has given me opportunities to practice authenticity, courage, vulnerability, and passion. This site doesn’t generate that many hits, I am fully aware and fine … Read More Happy 100! Letter from the Editor and Most Memorable Posts

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MAD Pigeon Respect

Here we interrupt the excitement of reading Freud’s proposal of Psychoanalysis (on my end, not yours) to give some clarifications on what makes a pigeon a badass. Wait. Strange choice in adjective.  Chub-glubber? No no, that’s not a real word. Upstanding moral citizen? Not quite. Luficer’s handmaiden? Hmm–a bit too far right. Let’s just let pigeons be themselves. The phrase “to pigeonhole” exists for … Read More MAD Pigeon Respect