Today Im going to tell you a story about my total solar eclipse experience and its aftermath, and give you an update on my foot reconstruction surgery and my plans to return to the road and assume,

A quick "check-in" to update you on my right foot and plans to run again!

And theres a hand, my trusty fiere! And gies a hand o thine! And well tak a right guid willy waught, For auld lang syne.

Here's a little pre-Xmas message for you to ponder as I hop around my house with my new "FrankenFoot". Also, I'll read some feedback messages left for me on the Apple Podcast page. Have a great Holida

In the spring of 1958, a friend of Hunter S Thompson asked for advice on how to live his life. What follows is a letter that Thompson wrote him, during the very early moments of his writing career.

The universe, of which I am a part, is experiencing entropy. Change is coming, and Im committed to eventually lacing up my shoes and running again. Because although Ill one day become nothing more t

Im long past the impulsive need for an invisible flying spaghetti monster in space called to answer my wishful mutterings - the palindrome for that imaginary entity might just be something I do requ

Sit back, relax and enjoy a delicious podcast filled with cheesy goodness delivered right into your brain.

Dear Eva: You were my sweetie. You took after your Lemon beagle birth mother, Honey. Your father was a tri-colored beagle named Joey (also your brother Indiana Jones father). Born on May 28th, 2010:

It's been another year, and we've got another to look forward to. I hope all is well with you. Happy New Year - Run long and taper fellow runners.