"If something is boring after two minutes, try it for four. If still boring, then eight. Then sixteen. Then thirty-two. Eventually one discovers that it is not boring at all." - John Cage


Purposeless Play

So... I have a blog. The reasons for which are varied and likely uninteresting. Forewarning: the focus will be running centric with the odd whodunit and what-if. Sometimes I get to run cool places and might want to share a few pictures and words.

Others have discussed the inherently selfish nature of running vis a vis the time subtracted from other pressing matters (family, work etc.). Admittedly a good lump of my time spent running could be filed as such.

Sometimes when out on the trails, one enjoys sights and sounds that are blatantly invigorating with little need for an explanation of the time spent seeking them. At other times, this prolonged and repetitive activity can appear tedious. Early morning rises to pursue a dark, rainy and cold embrace. And for what. And to the detriment of what?