I haven’t found any logical progression in grief. I don’t know what stage I’m in now. Is there a stage that feels like a normal walk through the living room interrupted by the staggering pain of stepping barefoot on a stray Lego? That’s the one I’m in. Small memories of…
I had a hint of how things were going to go, the night before, when I was copying my morning swim workout on to paper: 50…
My parents will vouch for me, since I was little, I’ve always hated running out. As a kid, I strictly rationed Halloween candy to myself, so I could…
The last text I read, from a triathlete friend, repeated in my thoughts. “How about you? What are you up to?” I spent some time…
They say that if you want to be successful or happy (or both) you should surround yourself with people who bring out the best in…

I’m Alex, the creator and author behind this blog. I’m a wonderer.