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The Josh Lynott ProjectAuthor: Joshua Lynott
Introducing "The Josh Lynott Project," a podcast featuring the curiosities of Australian ultramarathon runner, 2x author, and photographer Josh Lynott. What you can expect: - A weekly poem. - A weekly update on life and training. - A weekly thought-provoking topic. - A weekly gratitude practice. Occasionally, Josh will bring guests onto the show to explore the intersecting worlds of running, creativity, and adventure. Support him here: https://buymeacoffee.com/joshlynott Language: en Genres: Education, Self-Improvement Contact email: Get it Feed URL: Get it iTunes ID: Get it |
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0147: New poetry and life updates. Tokyo - Munich.
Monday, 9 March, 2026
Recorded: March 10th, Munich, Germany.Sponsors:A Note To The Runners: Get my book here.Register for my mentorship! Fill it out the form here.Poem:“I hope the men I run I with”I hope the men I run with stop the pack when they hear a wolf whistle,I hope their howls recoil and their tongues tie.I hope the men I run with understand the privilege of running,and the pre dawn darkness reminds them of their duty,to wake earlier,to make the curbside safer,and to wait longer,Till every member,Every runner,Every body,Every women, feels safe.I hope the men I run with don’t utter phrases like“Not bad for girl”Because I have a list things, titled “not bad”:Not bad;Is keeping your shirt on,Not bad,Is making sure no-one gets left behind,Not bad,Is when a man champions a women,For nothing other,Than being a champion.Perhaps,we should say “not bad for a man”because we’re the ones with,All the time,all the resources,all the protection,all the opportunites,and all the science,I hope the men I run with, realise how lucky they are.I hope the men I run with,sit in the discomforts of life,because a courageous man is not one who can run far.A courageous man is one who speaks up,even at the worsening of his own position,at the cost of him,running freely,at the cost of him,not boasting his position.I hope the men I run with understand the truth of being wild,just as nature grows freely,humans were meant to do the same,We were meant to run wild, not keep each other in cages,Our city streets were made for fruit trees, not predators,they were made for artworks, not judgemental eyes,the trails were made to feel alive,Not to disguise those who dressas walkers,as hikers,as runners.A wild man helps return the wildto the women around him.I hope the men I run with,tell me that they weren’t worried when their daughter went running.I hope the men I run with,tell me their girlfriends ran the trails, leaving their phones home.I hope the men I run with,tell me their mothers were out to run before sunrise.I hope I find these kind of men,I hope to run with these kind of men.And I hope most,to never hear the words,”not bad for a girl”ever again.
