The sky is clear
But I can’t see straight
My mind clouded by fear
I need to get outta here

From my problems I run
But there is no where to hide
This baggage weighs a ton
But my past can’t be undone

Take a look inside
What do do you see
It’s time to decide
Am I gonna break stride?

Somethings gotta give
If I’m being honest
I’m feeling like a fugitive
This is no way to live

With that I stop
Let the feelings arise
See what comes to the top
Its this burden I wish to drop

Friends and family near
I tell them how I feel
This history I clear
With the people I hold dear

Able now to see the sky’s dome
The night stars shine bright
They guide the way to leave home
As now I am free to roam

Running Across the World: Thorong La In the Himalayan Mountains of Nepal

I never got to run on this track in college
That angers me
I got to run on it now
But that didn’t lessen the pain at all
At first I pretended it didn’t hurt
But really it made it hurt even more
It made me face the facts
And in doing so I felt helpless
Because my opportunity has passed
I will never compete on that track in college
I was not worthy then and so I never will be
But to whom?
In whose eyes was I trying to validate my worthiness?
And for what?
What was I trying to prove?
Those are the questions I’m asking now

Running Across the Country: Stanford University in Palo Alto, CA

Gravel crushed, trails beaten, pavement pounded. Blood spilt, sweat poured, tears shed. 1k loops repeated, miles logged, races ran. All these experiences slowly recede to distant memories

But Through countless hours striding side by side, a far more permanent essence has been etched into the ethers. A bond between two brothers. The flame of friendship was lit.

Fed and tended to, the fire burned for years on end.Through the passage of time the flame has sizzled, but the embers always remain aglow.

Though appearing as deadened ashes, the smoldering always remains primed for rekindling. One spark and the flame is reignited.

Picking up right where it left off, the fire of friendship blazes brighter than ever. Illuminating the bond of true brotherhood.

Running Across the Country: Bonita 8k in Carlsbad, CA

Running a race is a gamble

Every time you toe that line you risk  your pride and self esteem in hopes of achieving fame and glorification.

They say at the casinos only wager what you’re willing to lose

Are you ready to give up your egoic sense of self worth?

Only when you are willing to let go of the clinging to achievement based status  will true glory be found – when success is not predicated on the outcome.

The race itself is the prize. Running this way you never lose.

Running Across the Country: Las Vegas, NV on The Strip

Each step driving energy back into Mother Earth, I reconnect with nature on every foot strike.

Whether I’ve been trapped inside my house or my mind, running puts me back in touch with reality.

It bridges the gap between who I am and what’s real – eliminating the difference between the two.

The bridge is always there, but will you run across it?

Running Across the Country: Zion National Park in Utah