It's good to be back. A few weeks ago I packed up the car and headed for the beautiful red rocks of Utah for the St. George Marathon: my first time leaving California or racing any distance since the COVID-19 pandemic started, and my 23rd marathon. As with many things about life these days, nothing… Continue reading Rose-colored
About halfway through a recent long run, I was making my way slowly up an incline when another runner - much faster, stronger, and younger than I am - passed me on the left. During the brief moment that we were shoulder-to-shoulder, they looked over at me and said "You are so impressive!" It was… Continue reading Over the hill
I'm nearing the end of two weeks of vacation, the longest stretch of time that I've ever taken off from work, in 20+ years of continuous full-time employment. We spent about a week in the Black Hills of South Dakota, and I have spent the other half at home, doing a bit of catching up… Continue reading Carving out time
On this day twenty years ago, I became a marathoner. A runner since childhood, I'd tried training for my first marathon in my early twenties, but got injured and had to stop. By the time that hamstring was fully rehabbed I was knee-deep in grad school and holding down two jobs, but I was anxious… Continue reading Cheers to twenty years
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