What Did I Get Myself Into?
Do not call me a hybrid athlete. Ever
10x weighted pull ups is enough to kill a man.
Maybe it’s the image it conjures — some backwards hat-weari...
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Mind Over Mileage
Something remarkable happened this mornin
Me happily cheering (and NOT running) during last year’s NYCRuns Brooklyn Half. Feels so good to be on th...
Recycling Crushed Dreams
We stood huddled under the wooden structure listing a trail map.
The last few miles of the Big Sur Marathon
For two hours, the rain continued. The...
Will I Ever Get Faster?
By Mile 4, I knew I was done for.
The look of disappointment after the Jersey City Half
Less than halfway into the Jersey City Half and my breathi...
Boston, Baby
I was born to run the Boston Marathon.
(I am not trying to brag . . . you’ll see.)
"It all starts here" in Hopkinton says it all.
It’s one of the ...