Running as Therapy

I started running about a year and a half ago, more or less seriously (with some weather-induced breaks), and a little over a week ago I ran the New York City Half Marathon, my fifth race at that distance. It was very cold, and the course was challenging, and my time wasn’t quite as good [Read More...]

The Slowest Generation?

So apparently the Wall Street Journal has caught on: Gen Y’s idea of fun is running marathons. But against the entire sprint-distance field, I finished in the top 11%. That’s right: Team Geriatric outperformed the field. I’d love to report that this reflects the age-defying effects of triathlon. But my hair is gray, my hearing [Read More...]

The Spiritual Practice of Making Mistakes

Hello from sunny, beautiful Santa Fe, where I’m completing the requirements for my Master of Fine Arts degree. My specialization is in creative nonfiction, and I titled my thesis, an essay collection, The Practice of Falling. I’m a very bad titler, but I realized as I was putting all these separate essays I’d worked on over [Read More...]

Running Boston Now

Well worth reading: writer and runner Haruki Murakami’s short reflections on the Boston marathon—the marathon itself, and what it means to runners—in the New Yorker: Emotional scars may be similar. In a sense, the real pain begins only after some time has passed, after you’ve overcome the initial shock and things have begun to settle. Only [Read More...]


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