“Are there times when you do a spin move around the truth just to keep moving down the field?“ Love this phrasing, and the piece as a whole. Your exploration of the myriad facets at play—fishing, running, ancestral passage forward and backward, sobriety—feels at once tender and fierce. There are no easy questions and no easy answers. Just the journey, one step, one mile, at a time.
I can totally relate. The more I run, the less I drink. Alcohol used to be something normal for me in the evening. Now it isn’t anymore and I don’t miss it. I occasionally still have a drink, but it is different.
It‘s probably related to both aging and running. :)
“Are there times when you do a spin move around the truth just to keep moving down the field?“ Love this phrasing, and the piece as a whole. Your exploration of the myriad facets at play—fishing, running, ancestral passage forward and backward, sobriety—feels at once tender and fierce. There are no easy questions and no easy answers. Just the journey, one step, one mile, at a time.
"All good things must begin... "
Love that. Love this. Love YOU.
Congrats on your sobriety!
I can totally relate. The more I run, the less I drink. Alcohol used to be something normal for me in the evening. Now it isn’t anymore and I don’t miss it. I occasionally still have a drink, but it is different.
It‘s probably related to both aging and running. :)