Category Archives: Running

It’s All Downhill

That humans live in clumps is not news. We are a social species. “Tribal” has a negative connotation, “community” a positive one. Guilds, artists collectives, professional organizations, alumni associations—all are aggregations of folks sharing a common interest or experience. Church picnics are about more than potato salad; effective development offices are about more than just…Read the full article

The 2000-year-old Man

Rob Reiner and Mel Brooks are at a party in the 50s. They are doing schtick. They are always doing schtick. Rob and Mel would fit in with my running group. Except that they are actually funny. Apropos of nothing Rob Reiner starts asking questions. Mel Brooks responds as the 2000-year-old man. Like the universe…Read the full article

Running on Empty

We are getting slower. When we started running together in the early 80s, we could run forever. It seemed like each mile was at the same glorious, effortless pace. We even had a name for it: when we were in the heart of marathon training, we would talk about our “forever pace.” Admittedly an exaggeration,…Read the full article

Crosswalk

Statistically improbable as it may seem, a Miami driver actually did come to a complete stop at a crosswalk this past Saturday. A dozen of my running buddies and I waved cheerfully as we took a step on to 57th Ave. We then froze in our proverbial tracks as another car whipped around the stopped…Read the full article

Private Li(v)es

Do some of these Tuesday columns impress you as pretentious moralizing? You can tell me. Don’t be shy. Do you, gentle readers, feel judged or–even worse–talked down to? Does this author present as if he has all the answers, like his kids pee perfume, like he did everything right? Does he imply that nobody else…Read the full article

Magic

Isn’t insanity also defined as the differential between what you think you are able to do and what you actually are able to accomplish? People make fun of adolescences in this regard. Magical thinking is the phrase used for teenagers who think they are smarter, stronger, faster that the stopwatch suggests. “I can stay up until two…Read the full article

Rich and Famous

The year after Kathy retired following three decades of teaching English at the university, she published her fifth novel and ran her tenth marathon. She celebrated the birth of her second grandchild and paid off her mortgage. One early morning as we plodded toward Matheson Hammock to watch the sun rise, she reflected on how…Read the full article

Fun, Fun, Fun

Some gentle readers who have been with me for 250 of these rabble-rousing musings have had the unmitigated temerity to suggest that my anti-drug, pro-running, be responsible for your kids screeds can be summarized as “fun is bad.” Not everybody wants to wake up at oh dark hundred, join similarly afflicted loonies, and train for…Read the full article

Mastodons, Math, Running in the Rain, and Addiction

Consider Mr. Atrobus versus a mastodon. Atrobus is hungry. But the mastodon does not fancy appearing on anyone’s luncheon menu. One on one, the smart money is on Proboscidea. Because soaking wet, Atrobus tips the scales at something south of 200 pounds, about 10,000 pounds short of your recalcitrant mastodon. Ten millennia later when scales…Read the full article