Quicksand: Our Minds’ Attempt to Reason Its Way Through Mental Illness
As with most of what I write, this topic has been on my mind for a while, mostly while I chuckle at myself for continuing to attempt to use intellect or reasoning to deal with anxiety and depression. A fool’s errand if ever there was one.
Old Athletes Never Die They Simply Fade Away: Actually, Not So Much
For most of my life, or at least the first four and a half decades of my life, I was a consistent runner. I use the term loosely, partly because I am aware what true “runners” do with 5ks, 10ks, half-marathons, and marathons, and partly because of one of the idiot adults that was around for my upbringing who would give me crap because he insisted what I did was “jogging” not running because of my pace, or what he perceived as a lack thereof.