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”
Tag Archives: NYRR
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”
Running Smarter
There are a lot of things in this life I’m not smart about – petting stranger dogs, wearing an O’s shirt to Friday night’s Yankees game, remaining an Orioles fan after that brutal triple play – but when it comes to racing, I’ve started to learn a thing or two. You know how I know?Continue reading “Running Smarter”
Perspective
A lot has changed in my life since this same month last year. I’ve run a marathon. My brother has adopted a puppy. I’ve traveled to India and Brazil, I’m dating someone new, and heart-throb Seal is back on the market. (Those last two items may or may not be related.) But you know whatContinue reading “Perspective”
Mark Your Calendars
My family is healthy, my own health is good, my job is rewarding and last weekend, I got all the smooches a lady could ask for. And by got, I mean stole. Some girls don’t give it up so easy. But while dozens of things in my life may be going right, I can stillContinue reading “Mark Your Calendars”
We Can’t All Win Trophies, Baltimore
Have I mentioned before that the Baltimore Ravens and I have a legally-binding understanding in which only one of us gets to perform great athletic feats at a time? I won’t go into the details of the deal here, other than to say it was signed in Ray Lewis’ tears – and someone else’s bloodContinue reading “We Can’t All Win Trophies, Baltimore”
A Year in Review
There are probably ten or twelve movies that – if unwittingly stumbled across while channel surfing on my couch – require I watch them through to the credits, despite having seen them dozens of times before. A mismatched mix of sappy rom-coms, 90s blockbusters and Tom Hanks’ entire cinemagraphic repertoire, these films pull me inContinue reading “A Year in Review”
Fatigue is Not a Dirty Word
When somebody asks me what it is that I love about racing, I have a dozen and one answers up my sleeve – as well as the ability to tailor which one I pull out based on who, specifically, is behind the question. Athletic friend: Why do you love racing, champ? Me: My competitive sideContinue reading “Fatigue is Not a Dirty Word”
Back in the Game
As I laced up my racing shoes this past weekend for my first timed trial since the Marine Corps Marathon, all signs were pointing to a terrible performance: My much faster racing partner who was going to pace me to a new PR had to bow out Sunday morning because of a massive hangover to save someContinue reading “Back in the Game”
Back on Track, Again
As I walked in on my brother’s dog polishing off an entire crockpot of gravy suspiciously left at mutt-level during post-Thanksgiving clean-up, it became immediately clear that she and I are related. Sure, I might not down a gallon of turkey grease in one fell swoop if left unsupervised in the garage,* but without constantContinue reading “Back on Track, Again”
Riled Up Runner 