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Commute loot!

Pop quiz. How many giant rolls of housing insulation can you fit into a two-door hatchback? One. Pretty crappy quiz I know, but a fun start to the day. I found this giant roll of goodness on the side of the highway. Smack bang in the middle of 6 lanes.…
Beau Miles
August 19, 2016
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First Maccas in 20 years: idiot.

Helen and I, a little excited, find ourselves free at a strange time of day. Based on my pestering we head to McDonald's at the non-mealtime of 2:45pm. Let me explain.  I’ve not purchased anything from the yellow hoops since 1998 due to the combined efforts of running and doing…
Beau Miles
July 29, 2016
JournalTrail Run

The fox, the Aldi and the brown lands.

I’m following a fox. A crafty little creature that seems to like single track just as much as me. Such dainty marks. Then I’m not, all alone again on the trail. Whippy oak branches crack me across the chest and an unseen fur branch, clogged in snow, fills my ear…
Beau Miles
February 12, 2015
Journal

Year of Mortality

I was bowling down Jelly beans like a 10 year old, lost in the sugary bliss. In an instant, this childhood act steered me directly to adulthood. Mixed within the goo was a shattered tooth, large, hard chunks amidst pure sugar. A mouth full of irony. I instantly ease off…
Beau Miles
February 1, 2014
Journal

What I write on my entry card when coming home

I recently answered some questions to a long-distance colleague; Creston Davis (residing in U.S). The questions are itchy, poetically at least. They highlight my reluctance to get stuck into a good scratch. 'Adventure,' if you can imagine, was festering away as an unknown thing. To scratch is to reveal flesh…
Beau Miles
August 10, 2013
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A mate heads to Bussleton

I’m writing this for a friend who recently, and profoundly, inspired me. Long time friend Luke Whitmore. Father of Oscar, husband to the lovely Tarryn, firefighter, teacher, coach, family man. A solid man. I did a speech at his wedding, car-pooled with him during uni days, drank copious amount of…
Beau Miles
November 23, 2011
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What’s my Gripe?

I drink an average amount of coffee. Recently, my 1-2 a day has gone though the roof. Granted, I’ve been in, at, close-to, or anticipating an airport and the people-stuffed cavities of all things air-travel for 20 odd days. For it, I’ve slept in fits and prolonged coma’s and covered…
Beau Miles
July 10, 2011
JournalTrail Run

Continuing AAWT washup

Today marks three weeks since I left the track. Flatly, I miss it. I still remember the lost trails, jungle thick re-growth, a shin twice as large as its opposite, driving rain, dusty heat- like yesterday. But it's waning, the vivid livingness of it - both good and bad. I…
Beau Miles
April 6, 2011
JournalTrail Run

The simple life of the track

The simple life is over. Consider ultra running; the principle concerns of life are a broken down version of necessity. On any given day, the guiding forces of existence are; how the feet feel, how the body feels, how hydrated you are, how your fuel supply is, where you are…
Beau Miles
March 19, 2011
JournalTrail Run

Final week before the run

A box of magnificent Icebreaker arrived via courier. The merino clothing is fine grained, smells natural and is brilliant in the heat or cold. Whilst they are indeed my leading brand supporter for the run, I'd advocate the stuff regardless- its simply the best active clothing on the planet. In…
Beau Miles
February 23, 2011