Who gave you permission?

JVN says this, sassily, to a freshly styled and confident Queer Eye guest of honor. He was joking, sure, but it makes me think about the idea that a lot of us want someone to give us permission, to validate our choices, to nod in approval at our plans. And you know what? That’s dumb.... Continue Reading →

It’s January. Are you running?

It’s January, and I just moved from Tucson to Portland, OR. Winter is peak running weather in Tucson— sunny in the daytime, and cool in the mornings and evenings. In Portland, it’s. . . dark. From 4:30 PM until 7:30 AM. And wet. I’ll treadmill it if necessary, but it sucks the joy from my... Continue Reading →

Running, Racing, and Life

Why, as a reasonably slow adult, would I choose to participte in competitive running events? I pay money, run when I don’t feel like running, make a trip to whatever running shop to pick up my bib and tshirt, get up at some ungodly hour of the morning, wait in line for a porta-potty in... Continue Reading →

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