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		<title>Media Bashing</title>
		<description>Journalists need thick skin. Even if your journalistic goal is to write about eye shadow for Glamour, you'll still be labeled as a member of that enigmatic, anger-inducing "media." That means you'll be subject to an occasional old-fashioned media bashing by complete strangers, and even your friends and family.

I was ...</description>
		<link>http://www.jennfields.com/2008/08/26/media-bashing/</link>
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		<title>Woman chases down attacker. On bike.</title>
		<description>A story appeared on the front page of my paper today that I have to share.

A woman was riding her bike back from the post office with her baby in a carrier on her back when a man rode up next to her and grabbed her breast. Completely shocked, she ...</description>
		<link>http://www.jennfields.com/2008/07/30/woman-chases-down-attacker-on-bike/</link>
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		<title>Skywalker Couloir</title>
		<description>The rock was rotten. Each time I grasped a hold, I wondered if it would pull away when I cranked on it.

Ben, Jeremy and I were clustered around the bottom of an exit chute near the top of our snow climb up Skywalker Couloir on Sunday. The chute, a snow-collecting ...</description>
		<link>http://www.jennfields.com/2008/07/09/skywalker-couloir/</link>
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		<title>Tougher than me</title>
		<description>I spent the better part of this weekend with women who are tougher than me.

Today, I went on my club (Title 9) ride with my friend Kim. I've been riding for a while, but Kim is a new cyclist. We both joined the club this spring, and when we went ...</description>
		<link>http://www.jennfields.com/2008/04/06/tougher-than-me/</link>
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		<title>The liar</title>
		<description>I was just reviewing some of the e-mails I've received from people who tracked down information on Dr. Ajari here, and at the risk of perpetuating old gossip, here's one of my favorites:

These are some things I’ve heard but I have no idea as to their validity.

Dr. Ajari carried the ...</description>
		<link>http://www.jennfields.com/2008/03/25/the-liar/</link>
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		<title>Big ice</title>
		<description>I was hooking my way up a picked-out and crowded frozen waterfall at Wild Basin on Sunday when the climber next to me yelled:

"Ice ice ice ICE!"

You yell "ice!" a lot when you're ice climbing. It's usually a fairly casual warning for the folks around you: I am swinging an ...</description>
		<link>http://www.jennfields.com/2008/02/12/big-ice/</link>
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		<title>Muscle haiku</title>
		<description>long time no haiku.

if you don't use it, you lose

it -- haiku muscle. </description>
		<link>http://www.jennfields.com/2008/02/12/muscle-haiku/</link>
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		<title>Norwegian Kool-Aid</title>
		<description>One of the reasons I haven't written much here this winter is that I've taken up two new winter sports.

I'm from Missouri, a land that sees more ice and freezing rain than snow. We stay inside in the winter. The only sliding around on the white stuff we do is ...</description>
		<link>http://www.jennfields.com/2008/02/07/norwegian-kool-aid/</link>
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		<title>The chronology of nonexistent time</title>
		<description>From the Dr. Ajari files...

A chronology of Dr. Ajari's life has eluded me for some time. No one seems to know exactly when he did anything, just that he did a lot: was detained in Dachau, subsequently went to Japan to study Shugendo and complete a three-year retreat, jumped out ...</description>
		<link>http://www.jennfields.com/2007/11/14/the-chronology-of-nonexistent-time/</link>
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		<title>Soft Girls</title>
		<description>While having dinner with a typically outdoorsy Colorado friend the other night, she mentioned that her co-workers don't climb or ski or cycle on weekends. They bake, she said. And watch the occasional game on TV. And bake.

"You know," she said. "They're soft girls."

I did know. I used to be ...</description>
		<link>http://www.jennfields.com/2007/11/01/soft-girls/</link>
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