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
Happy new year, happy new everything. I've got a new, freshly cracked open journal, a clear set of intentions and practices for the year, and my brain is downright buzzing with things I want to dump on you write and talk with you about. But before I do, a little clearing of my mental shelves… Continue reading Shelf space
Yesterday a stranger made my whole day, by giving me about five seconds of his. He was standing outside of an office building on First Avenue, engrossed in a phone call when I passed by on my morning run. When I got close enough to make eye contact, he moved his phone away from his… Continue reading “Hey, Happy Thanksgiving.”
(Knowing what I know, Part 2) “Knowing what you know about Alzheimer’s disease, what do you do differently in your own life?” I wrote in a previous post about my initial response to this question that was recently posed to me, and continue here with Part 2 of my answer: regular exercise. No, there is… Continue reading Resisting my resistance
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