Well, I originally planned to sit on this idea for a while, thinking perhaps that the infinite wisdom of time would convince me of my absurdity and foolishness so that I may once again live in peace.  But Thursday morning, after a relatively sleepless night, I awoke with a vision that continues to haunt me.  And so, with no other choice now but to share what I have to share, I sincerely hope that doing so will relieve some of my angst.

     Let me preface what I'm about…

     Saturday was the 2nd annual Ponderous Posterior: the culminating event of Colorado's Fat Ass 50k Series (three off-season trail runs with earlier gatherings in Boulder and Fort Collins). The defining (and best) feature of these "races" is the absence of entry fees, age group categories, formal awards, or any semblance of a race lottery. Instead, just an abundance of great trails and an opportunity for some friendly competition with some of the best runners in…

     January 7th 2012: one down, eleven to go. After nearly 6 hours of time on feet, I discovered that running Pikes every month may be more difficult than I initially thought. While it's clear I left my 14,000 ft legs and lungs in 2011 and my pace left much to be desired (especially after last August's performance), it's not the conditioning that worries me. No, I think…

     Last year will be tough to beat. I'm sure I've said that before but 2011, marked by meeting an amazing collection of running friends, some real solid races with even more memorable training runs, and ousting JT as the unofficial Cherry Picker of the Year, has been unforgettable. But the generous period of…