HARAKA. Stories
Sacred Monotony: Running as Prayer and Rhythm
Years later, when I began running, I realized I was chasing that same rhythm. That pulse inspires me in ways that reflect what running truly means to me now.
REintegration
Right from the time I saw it flying across the room, I knew who the mastermind was. My 7 year old, who is chuckling as he folds 10 more paper planes to throw at me. A normal occurrence in our family.
Circumnavigating Mount Hood in Under 10 Hours.
Arrived at timberline lodge at 8:55am on a Saturday, another morning I arrived at a trailhead later than I would have liked.