Some people are hard to buy gifts for — the girl who has everything, monks who forgo all possessions, my dad — but don’t worry: runners aren’t one of them. Whether we’re spending 15 miles a week hitting the pavement or 150, us runners tend to go through apparel at a rapid clip, and there’sContinue reading “Santa Claus Is Running to Town”
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Running in a Winter Wonderland
Christmas used to be celebrated as a 24-hour affair. You’d wake up, open presents, eat yourself silly and roll into bed. Then one show-off with a thing for pear trees dragged it out for 12 straight days, and the art of the ever-expanding holiday season was born. You know what I’m talking about. Thanksgiving doorbusterContinue reading “Running in a Winter Wonderland”
Clickbait: My Former Boyfriend
There’s an old adage made popular by both Woody Allen and my father that if you want to make God laugh, you tell him your plans. I’m a strong believer that the big guy is also a fan of low-grade puns – “How does Moses make his coffee? Hebrews it.” – but I digress. It’sContinue reading “Clickbait: My Former Boyfriend”
Mirror, Mirror
Human beings are hardwired to respond to each other using the same tone and emotion as the other person in the conversation. Think about it: You speak softly to a colleague, and she’ll lower her voice when replying to you, whether or not she even realizes it. Shout at a sales clerk and he’s goingContinue reading “Mirror, Mirror”
Island Fever … Well, Tendinitis
New York City’s Randall’s Island is not just home to two psychiatric hospitals, a water treatment plant and several homeless shelters. This small landmass in the middle of the East River has also been the backdrop to some of my finest moments as a New York City resident — and several of my worst. TheContinue reading “Island Fever … Well, Tendinitis”
Oh, Canada
I have a history of unabashedly recommending things that I myself have only done once before — a weekend trip to Austin, lunch at Duck Fat in Portland, dipping birthday cake in ranch dressing — so it shouldn’t come as a surprise that I’m about to make yet another hardly tested declarative statement: Ottawa isContinue reading “Oh, Canada”
Summer Reading
Keats and Eliot may get some readers’ hearts a flutter, but my favorite poet has always been the brilliant children’s lyricist Jack Prelutsky. Classic ’90s verse Something Big Has Been Here holds a special place, but the poem that really gets me is a 24-word ode to a penguin-relative, the auk. “An auk in flightContinue reading “Summer Reading”
One Step Behind
Joni Mitchel says you don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone. Passenger says you only miss the sun when it starts to snow. I say you don’t realize how many gosh-darn flights of stairs you walk a day until you develop a bout of runner’s knee and each subsequent descent results in a throbbingContinue reading “One Step Behind”
Socks, Drugs and Rock&Roll
Lieutenant Dan had a lot of good advice for Forrest — catch shrimp after a hurricane, make your peace with God, invest in Apple — but one tip in particular stands out: Take your socks seriously. Or in the colorful words of Gary Sinise: “There is one item of G.I. gear that can be the differenceContinue reading “Socks, Drugs and Rock&Roll”
By Any Stretch of the Imagination
I recently found myself saying out loud nine words I never in my life thought I’d string together into a sentence. No, it wasn’t “Think I’ll have peanut butter just one meal today.” And it wasn’t “No thank you. I have enough golden doodle GIFs.” Heck, it wasn’t even “I’ve filled my ‘You’ve Got Mail’Continue reading “By Any Stretch of the Imagination”
Riled Up Runner 