If you’ve ever seen a Tom Hanks film, you’ve probably come to believe that all the best things in life happen when you’re supposed to be sleeping. (If you haven’t seen a Tom Hanks film, sign offline immediately, rent BIG, hop the NQR to 59th St. to play the giant piano, and then we’ll talk.)Continue reading “Running on Empty”
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Making Time
When people ask me how I make time for marathon training between my 12-hour workdays, active social life and inconvenient need to sleep, I usually tell them what more experienced athletes have told me: “We make time for the things that are important to us.” As I’ve already preached on these very pages, it’s simplyContinue reading “Making Time”
The Real Deal
If Family Feud were to survey 100 runners making their way ’round Central Park tomorrow morning, I’d wager at least 20 percent would not characterize themselves as a “real runner.” One in five in-the-moment runners not self-identifying with the sport? It may seem outlandish, but just try to tell me you haven’t heard a friendContinue reading “The Real Deal”
In the Same Boat
My father and I have innumerable things in common – our alma mater, our sense of humor, our appreciation of ABC’s 1990s Friday night line-up, our uncanny ability to down a 32-ounce baseball steak in one sitting – but when it comes to our favorite past times, we start to diverge. While I see noContinue reading “In the Same Boat”
Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes
I’m no behavioral psychologist – or any psychologist for that matter – but spend a few minutes observing mankind and it becomes rapidly apparent that we are hardwired to resist change. And why wouldn’t we be? Our species’ history is rife with evidence that change doesn’t always work out so well. Build the world’s largestContinue reading “Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes”
The Lies We Tell
No matter how moral or honest or candid you are as a human being, the chances are good you routinely say things you don’t really mean. I’m not trying to PR on Sunday. I just want to finish. Of course he’ll call! No, no, you take the last slice of pizza. I’m not mad atContinue reading “The Lies We Tell”
Hot Diggity Dog
I’ve just returned from back-to-back weekends in Baltimore, and you know what that means: time to post a series of snapshots of an adolescent canine under the thinly veiled guise of offering legitimate running advice. Alright, team. Let the charade begin. Today, in honor of New York City’s sustained triple-digit thermometric reading, I’d like toContinue reading “Hot Diggity Dog”
A Call to Mindfulness
If you’ve asked me this summer how I’m feeling, you probably got an answer that sounded something like this: -I’m tired. I’ve had plans every work night for three solid weeks. -I’m exhausted. I haven’t spent a single weekend in the city all month. -I’m beat. I completed a swim drill, a bike ride andContinue reading “A Call to Mindfulness”
Not My Day
When I first woke up this morning for the NYRR’s and Front Runners’ co-orchestrated 5-mile Pride Run in Central Park, I felt a PR within my grasp. I’d stayed in Friday night, I’d treated myself to a massage, I’d made pasta for dinner, I’d picked out the perfect neon racing getup and I was inContinue reading “Not My Day”
Said No One Ever
There are a handful of phrases in the English language that I’d wager have rarely, if ever, been spoken aloud. No thanks, I’ve had enough cookie dough for one day. Franklin Pierce’s economic policies are worth emulating today. No way, the blue ranger is my favorite, too! Don’t you just love the smell of ManhattanContinue reading “Said No One Ever”
Riled Up Runner 