Well that was a wrap. September awaits.

Or maybe I'll just go back to Barcelona. The world is replete with possibilities.

Dreaming of an October weekend in Paris. You?

The summer is slipping away. Embrace it, as much as you can.

At some point, you have to stop waiting for something to happen and start making plans.

First of 3 20 milers done, sangria drunk, dinner catch up with a dear friend and the smell of ripe blackberries hitting the warm trail...

Clarity - gaining it is a murky process.

We'll be able to look at today and wonder what the fuss was all about. Until then, life is just shit.

Red!

Seriously. With. One. Month. Left. Debbie. Downer.

Cookies bake while I roast. That, friends is a deep thought.

We lose 3 minutes of daylight each day - those 7 am starts are soon going to be dark. I hate that.

Boom.

I think one should celebrate a marathon by traveling to Helsinki. What say you?

Why do we not celebrate like the Italians?

This is one I haven't seen yet.

More like watch your back. I call a do over.

If I could only tell you.

Remembering those who are no longer with us.

13 pounds of pie cherries in the freezer. Let's make pie.