eavesdropping in Italian cafes

Sometimes I imagine I am someone else. This is why we travel, isn’t it? Or, one of the reasons, I suppose. To see what it would be like to have been born some place other, to imagine how our lives would have unfolded had our parents not shared an elevator in their college dorm that […]

sound: to transform a moment

Have you ever watched a film with the sound turned off? It changes the whole experience. Frightening scenes aren’t as scary, and emotional moments pull fewer tears from our eyes. We add music to our lives to change the way we experience things. I am the proud owner of a battered red iPod shuffle that […]

hiatus

from Mirriam-Webster: “an interruption in time or continuity” a break from everything. time to step back from the day-to-day, the pressure, the rush. space to breathe. enough freedom to distance yourself from your life for a moment, so that you might reexamine, assess. make changes, or not. on the way to becoming all that we […]

meditations: the pull of travel + cities

I can feel it when I’m in one place for too long. When the heartbeat of a locale grows stagnant, overly familiar, and you need something electric to jolt yourself back to life. I remember stepping into Rome, like that. Snap your fingers. It felt like a moment, the kind you have to italicize to […]

TIR and the meaning of team

Teammates. Friends. Fellow runners. We wake up before dawn and chase the sunrise together or gather to loosen our limbs after work, sharing stories over drinks. These are the people that see you at your best, and your worst whether you’re high off a PR or devastated by an injury this is your support system […]

on positive energy and choosing your fate

If you need a dose of inspiration, here it is. You are alive, and that is beautiful. One day, you won’t be. When you die, will you have any regrets? I’m not talking the kind of regrets that you can’t control- if your time is up before you got to do or see x y […]

the simple magic of coffee after a run

at home You run early, alone. Often it’s like this- running is a solitary sport, at heart. The sun has risen now and you’ve showered. Maybe you wrap a towel around your hair like me, get halfway dressed then fill a pot on the stove so the water will heat while you decide what to wear […]