The moment Jackson asked me, “Do you want to get a dog?” I fell a little more in love. I was out for a run, and he was beside me on the bike keeping me company. Normally on excursions like this he talks a lot while I huff and puff my way through the miles.…
“Who am I and what is my story?” This is a loaded question, but I’ll do my best. A little background first. I grew up in a small town outside of a small town in Northeast Arkansas. I had the woods at my disposal and all the watershed lakes to swim and fish in. Most weekends,…
“Longing for the unknown but harboring a fear of leaving my comfort zone.” I’m from a small-ish town in South Arkansas called Hot Springs. I grew up encouraged to love people and fear God. In my family you are encouraged to work hard, play harder, and whatever you do, if it’s dangerous, just don’t tell…
It’s our last (official) day at the Gearhead Outfitters in the Battlefield Mall. When we clock out today we will be Tulsa-bound to start preparations for the new store there. There couldn’t be a better way to spend our final day here than with a puppy party. We’re launching a new brand, Ruffwear, and dogs…
A blue sky, gentle breeze, hot coffee and the sound of birds chirping seems like a perfect recipe for a morning to write. It’s at the very least a nice photo when framed up right. But I didn’t bring my phone outside today because it often poses an easy distraction when I can’t come up…
I love pictures. In high school I had them plastered across 90% of my bedroom wall. I take thousands, organize them in folders on my computer by time periods and events, and I select my favorites to go in a scrapbook or to be blown up on a canvas. Whenever I see a breathtaking view,…
Dollars for Miles Here’s how it works: I run the miles, you donate the dollars. I want every mile I run to make a difference for the kids of St. Jude, so I’m pushing myself to raise money with each and every mile I accumulate. I’m searching for one supporter each week to donate the amount…
I’m fairly certain most of us were asked the question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” And as a kid we would rattle off a fancy job that likely held an esteemed reputation or some exciting appeal. These claims about what our future would hold likely came from the heroes of…
Have you ever driven home after a weekend away or a night out, and thought when you arrived in your driveway, “Wait, how did I get here?” You are so familiar with the journey that you can turn on auto pilot and navigate the road with out paying much attention to the turns you’re making.…
In college, I got up most mornings between the hours of 5AM and 6AM in order to get to practice. I ran cross country and track, and those early morning hours were the best time to put in the miles. I didn’t dictate the practice schedule; I sat my alarm, crawled out of bed, and…
