Shortly after leaving his Washougal residence, Rowan MacDonald shuffles through his iPod, searching for the perfect track to propel him up the short hill in front of him. His playlist is filled with songs from the 1990s, reflecting the mindset of their listener, who yearns for the past.
“I pause and look up at the incline, my intense focus no different now than in the 100-meter blocks when I was a sprinter, back when I was healthy,” MacDonald wrote in an essay. “Back to another life entirely.”