New York City was my first marathon. I finished in 3 hours and 38 minutes. I was happy with that time, a good first outing for a middle-aged runner. Sure I’d gotten crampy and slow coming up 5th Avenue near the park; and sure I’d puked at the finish and had to visit the medical…
Mind in Motion
Years ago, to celebrate an anniversary, Jennifer and I spent a night or two in Saratoga Springs. I’d spent time there in college and loved it, and thought its leafy streets and big houses would be a nice relief from the city in summer. I thought of Saratoga Springs mostly as an arts town, what…
Mind-Body Problems
Running exposes your body in a way that can make you feel very vulnerable. You’re out on the side of a road, barely covered by a few scraps of fabric. You are bared to the elements, the judgments of your solitary mind, the gaze of others. If you’re not running comfortably, you can feel disjointed…
Weather is Wilderness
The wind started in earnest around dawn yesterday and hasn’t let up for a minute. In the beginning it was warm, but it was icy by nightfall. It brought us snow squalls and rolled full garbage bags across streets. It sent sheets of plywood wheeling through the air like playing cards flicked from a magician’s…
Recommended: Running Slowly
I only overcame my childhood antipathy to running by starting out slowly—so slowly that the stitches in my side that had been the bane of my childhood didn’t even wake up from their slumber, so slowly that I’m not sure I broke a sweat, so slowly that people didn’t think a thing about asking me…
Running Abroad
I never learned how to be a stranger somewhere, never learned how to be a tourist. My family was obsessed with being where we belonged, so we never went anywhere we didn’t have a familial claim to. I hadn’t noticed this shortcoming in me until I first went abroad—which I didn’t do until after college,…
Recommended: Foam Rollers
(A weekly note to save you from suffering the pains and indignities I’ve endured) One of running’s best features is its simplicity—that you can do it anywhere, any time, with no special equipment or facilities. I’ve even had moderately satisfying short runs in Blundstones and jeans (though I’m not recommending that). If I could have…
Why This Site (and Newsletter)
I love to run. This fact surprises me so much that it took me years even to acknowledge it. For a long time, I made up justifications for doing it, claimed that my runs were serving some higher purpose. My mental health depended on it, or I’d committed to race for a charity and had…
Best of 2019: Tama River 12
It happens so many times that I should be embarrassed by it, like Charlie Brown falling for Lucy’s tricks over and over again: I head out for a hard run dreading it, half-convinced I won’t be able to do it. I can think of a half dozen reasons not to do it: maybe it’ll wear…
Best of 2019: Every inch of an Island
Most of the year, I train virtually with my cousin Nick, who lives in North Carolina. It suits me fine–he’s a much better runner with a higher pain tolerance than I have. But from time to time we get to run together, and it’s awesome, reminding me that this sport that I generally prefer to…