For the last few weeks I have been driving all over hell and back for work, skiing in the mornings, getting myself into shape, and singing with the choir. All in all—break-up aside— things should be going well. I am […]
Tag: Altitude sickness
Altitude Sickness
The novelty of having done things well in my recent relationship foray has worn off . . . and I’ve started to chafe against the fact that my plunge into “Mutual Nurture” was so easily aborted. This is the time […]
An ode to snowmaking, and good equipment
By Brady Crain My old workhorse boots are Scarpa T-2 (a three buckle duckbilled telly boot); my new boots are Scarpa TX-Pro boots (Scarpa’s four buckle NTN/AT boot — it has a telly bellow, but it also has the little […]
The joys of responsive skis, two excellent choices in my quiver
After a few years on some frustratingly unresponsive BD Warrants (it wasn’t BD’s fault, they were just the wrong skis, I bought them without trying them), last year I bought a set of the previous years Head Motorhead Rock n’ […]
Gangsta rap, bringing oppression to light begets peace
This week finds me in a contemplative mood, approaching 60 days of skiing (I’d have more, but had to go to my family reunion in Dallas) and having a very good time with Pip the Impaler (my guinea pig), who […]
Adventures in training an aggressive guinea pig
By Brady Crain Pip “the impaler” is Brady Crain’s current pet pig. There have been worse times for Pip the Impaler. Even now, he sits in a pile of hay, giving me his apple eyes, knowing that just beyond his […]
What almost killed me made me stronger
To follow up on the post-injury introspective I wrote about in my past column, here is a comparative study with a different injury, more comprehensive but slightly less acutely catastrophic. On Thursday March 22, 2012, I finished a contracting job […]
Of injuries and addictions
Dec. 11 was a day for reflection. It was a day where I left behind my usual psychotic musical diet of Beatles and metal, and cranked up Desmond Decker and the Aces, The Specials, English Beat, and even some Rancid […]
The last steps I’ll run
Br Brady Crain So, Dallas. I love Dallas. My family is in Dallas. Five uncles and aunts, 15 cousins, uncounted first cousins twice removed. All of these people migrated from the scene of the original crime in Newton and Wichita, […]
Off to the Turkey Trot
By Brady Crain Skiing has proved a distraction for Crain’s running goals… he just can’t get enough of it, includeing this peak view. So this is the week that I travel to Dallas to run in my race. Given my […]