There’s an elementary school near our house with a sweet little footpath that I almost always take, even though it’s not always the most efficient way. The other day, I turned off the sidewalk and onto the path, taking not five steps before I almost stepped on a northern flicker. …
“You are an odd woman,” my brother told me the other day. We were talking on the phone, and he was perplexed by the fact that I was so excited about the time I’d just spent staying by myself in a cabin in the woods in the snow. I guess …
Perhaps you remember that when I accepted this new(ish) job of mine, almost a year ago now, I was a little nervous about the commute up to Vancouver, WA. Not only is it far, but compared to my previous ride along the Springwater path, it’s so… urban. So many surface …
I’m not really one to get excited about exercise metrics — how many miles run, how fast a certain commute was, what sort of heart rate was happening. None of that has ever been super compelling to me, and I’ve never really had the drive to track performance, nor have …
