I’m Adi - an accidental yogi, trail runner, and lover of words.
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I can still feel the beat of Steven Adler moving my legs. I can still watch myself reroute so I could share in your music, once again, before untying my shoes.
Across the street, I could see this little, elderly black man with one hand in his pocket (cue Alanis Morrisette, here) and holding both a cigarette and his phone in the other, while wearing a very nearly toothless grin.
“In 2007, I took a solo trip further into the midwest to run the Chicago Marathon. Truth be told, running a big name race in a big name city had far less appeal to me than…”
“It’s been a while, friends. The past two months have been a wild ride, but I think the roller coaster is nearing the end of its tracks - for this loop, at least...”
“I vividly remember the first time I ran three miles. It was summer 2002, and my roommate/colleague/fellow Harry Potter lover and I had been trotting about the neighborhood for a couple of months in the name…”
“There are a tiny handful of certain people in my life from whom I never delete text messages. These are the people that I have wickedly spectacular written conversations with, and the words develop organically…”
“Last Sunday, I made my way to the trails for the first time since the Brooks-Adi collision last September….”
“I have this really obnoxious habit of using text editor to throw down my thoughts, notes, to-do items, and anything else that I don’t have…”
“I should be on a dark mountain, right now, running trails lit only by the stars. Instead, I’m sprawled across the back seat of my friend’s truck wondering…”
“This is a story about risk. Actually, it’s not even a story, really, rather it’s a bunch of words strung together. Those words, though… they say something…”
“Yesterday, I ran 10 miles. Ten. Whole. Miles! That’s the farthest I’ve run since my stress fracture diagnosis back in…”
"Take this fucking boot!" Those were the first words I spoke to another human this New Years Day morning…”
“I sat down in my corner at Elemental this morning, and rather than sifting through my work email, something prompted me to open up the…”
“Let me just start right off by saying that I really, really hope that the next post is NOT about this stupid stress fracture.”
“It’s 8:34am, and I just sat down at the coffee bar waiting for my pour over. The weekends are “real coffee” days for me, which I knew…”
“Yesterday, I summited my first 14er. At least I think it was. There’s a chance it happened as a kid in Alaska…”
