by admin | Nov 11, 2022 | A view from the top, Features, Features Index
A View from the Top - Nicole Gordon Cherr, November 10, 2022 A rainy day. A tropical storm approaches. The golf course is deserted. Golf courses make for the best running during or after the biggest storms and heaviest weather, or at any time at all when golfers are...
by admin | Dec 17, 2021 | A view from the top, Features, Features Index, Features/Columns
A View from the Top - Searching the Heart Gordon Cherr, December 16, 2021 This man killed my friend. He chose to drive on Springhill Road in this county one fine evening at nearly 90 mph if not faster, for reasons he will not share, crossed the centerline in an out of...
by admin | Apr 23, 2021 | A view from the top, Features, Features Index, Features/Columns
Running Away from Pain - A View from the Top Gordon Cherr, April 22, 2021 The gravel on the Greenways Trail crunches underfoot in the dim light of this morning. Usually I don’t mind that. But today the sound is uncomfortable and distressing, not its usual steady...
by admin | Dec 27, 2020 | A view from the top, Features, Features/Columns
A View from the Top - Red Sky at Morning Gordon Cherr, December 27, 2020 Sitting on the front porch, lacing up my Altras in the dim but slowly brightening pre sunrise, I chanced to look east. The heavy and racing clouds were riding the morning wind, rainstorms and...
by admin | Sep 7, 2020 | A view from the top, Features, Features/Columns
A View from the Top - Insignificance Gordon Cherr, September 6, 2020 Heading out for the early morning run when I was struck by the little breeze bending through the trees. It happens every year. If we pay attention, we runners are so attuned to the seasons, their...
by admin | Feb 4, 2020 | A view from the top, Features, Features Index, Features/Columns
A View from the Top - Possibilities Gordon Cherr, February 4, 2020 Possibilities. The run this morning was a wet one. Not raining, not dry, but cool and damp and humid, and while not so cold, we could see our steamy breath in the dim shine of our headlamps. Sounds are...
