Learning to be a bird again

November 12, 2019 Uncategorized

“This place has cracked me open,” I say to my therapist, and by therapist, I mean the chiropractor I just met in the Camp 4 boulders a few days ago, who is doing some energy work on me while I lie face down on her table, unexpected tears sneaking out. She moves her hand along my spine and exhales loudly, in visceral agreement. “Which shoulder is bothering you? I just got a flash of some burning, tearing pain on thisRead More

Salt water, stone walls

September 28, 2019 Uncategorized

Two weeks in the central valley, and I’ve pretty much spent it elsewhere. A recap: I. Floating in a sway of kelp forest, I come to find the lineup is shared with a sea lion lurking under my frozen toes. I wouldn’t be out at this break if Daniel hadn’t led us down the stairs from West Cliff Drive past the dead surfers’ memorial to the high tide line crashing on algae-covered rocks. But he slipped and jumped in, so,Read More

Suffer for Fun

August 19, 2019 Uncategorized

“What were you thinking?” is my father’s laughing jab while I stand, half-crippled, in my parent’s guest bathroom, brushing my teeth. I’ve just run 32-ish miles around Mt. St Helens alone, and the answer is, I wasn’t thinking much. Funny thing about running (and walking, shuffling, hobbling) around a whole damn volcano is that you might assume you’ll experience a kind of profound enlightenment, and instead you end up singing the same two lines from a Pink Floyd song forRead More