Diary Entry…..The Headlands Hostel

After throwing back some delicious fish tacos from Tommy’s Salsa in Novato, I gave Erin a ring. She’d been doing research around the ‘achilles virus’ in support of her story for the San Francisco Chronicle.

She managed to connect with Coach T and was taken aback. Coach T’s story aligned pretty closely with what I told her. Her description of the Nur was eerily similar to my own description.

Despite the fact that Coach T and my story ‘aligned’, Erin said she didn’t think she could pen a story for the Chronicle in which a ‘running zombie’ is running amok rendering anyone who stumbles across it incapable of running, hiking, or walking. She said she’d be laughed out of the office if she pitched it this way.

So, she’s continuing with the ‘virus’ angle for her story. Unbelievable. Apparently, her career is more important than the truth. Sigh. This is the world we live in.

Mom always says ‘some folks can’t handle the truth.’ She’s right. She jokingly refers to us as the ‘Mulders’ of the supernatural world. The truth is out there and it’s our job to find it.

The question is what really is ‘the truth’ with the Nur. I think the truth is it’s getting closer. I think the truth is it’s getting stronger.

I’ve noticed lately my buzz has been on overdrive. When I first started the tour, I only felt it when I was at one of the haunts. But, in the past few days, I’ve started to feel a low level buzz almost all the time whether I’m at a haunt or not.

This buzz seems to become more pronounced when I’m not running. I’ve never felt anything like this before. I can only assume it means the Nur is closing on me. I also have to believe it means it’s getting stronger.

I’ve got 200+ miles on my legs and I’d be lying if I said I was feeling fresh. I’m tired. The tour is (mercifully) coming to a close soon. I’ve got the Headlands Hostel in front of me and then just a few more haunts.

When I finally stop running, I will have to face the truth. I will have to face the Nur.