Sabbatical, Step Zero: How to Plan Without Knowing That You’re Planning

“My parents lived on a very frugal budget. It was really irritating to me (as a child). I had no really proper vacations as a child. You wouldn’t believe some of the places we ended up. Even they (my parents) would arrive there and go, ‘Holy God! It looked better in the magazine.’” – Lewis Black (comedian)

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Life, By Accident

What amazes me, in some respects, is that some these decisions were made with careful thought, deliberation, and planning. But others weren’t. Many decisions were made for reasons that are now less clear to me, or at least made for reasons different than one would expect. In a way, it’s kind of “life, by accident.”

 

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This is circa Halloween 1997. We had a costume run every year. I called this costume “Nature Boy”. Yes, that’s me biting the head off a rubber chicken. This is also how I looked when I met my future in-laws for the first time. I had, what’s it called? PANACHE.

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Grade School Essay (a.k.a. What I Learned on My Summer Vacation)

What I DID on my summer vacation is fairly well documented. Learning is the superior step in the progression. This isn’t meant to teach or moralize necessarily. Some of the things I learned are somewhat important, but others just make me go, “oh.”

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Supai Tunnel, North Kaibab Trail

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Manners, Hoodoos, & Detours

Phooey. Drat. Fiddlesticks. Those were Sonia’s words. It would be better for the blog if I don’t print my words. To paraphrase Tim O’brien, we had a detour on the road to Paris. Not awful, but not on the itinerary. Time to devise the infamous back-up plan.

 

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Surrounded by chipmunks at Bryce Canyon NP campground.

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The Trial of Miles

To put this simply: Life isn’t a sprint. Life deserves your best effort. It’s best not to shoot your wad on your warm-up. Easier said than done.

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Northern New Mexico hike with the family (Battleship Rock to Jemez Falls and back).

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Black Magic

About mid leap, my trail leg, and specifically my trail foot, clipped the tree. This is what we call a miscalculation. Emma Coburn, I am not. I hit the deck. And by hitting the deck, I mean I fell on the trail. Hard. Boom. Down. Not only that, I had the pleasure of landing on my keys, which were by my right hip.

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Bluffview Trail, one of the more picturesque places to run in St. Louis

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