The (Inaugural) Algonquin 50K: Just Keep Swimming 4

The (Inaugural) Algonquin 50K: Just Keep Swimming
I had gotten more than halfway through the race when my legs began to realize that I was not going to stop. I had been tricking them for several miles, telling them I was going to give them a break at an aid station. And they believed me. But when I passed the turn-around aid ...

’26

You thought 2016 was a bad year for deaths? ’26 seems to keep showing up in my research. I was reading about Emily Warren Roebling, who died in 1903, and noted that her husband, Washington A. Roebling, credited with building the Brooklyn Bridge, died in 1926. I recall that two of this nations founding fathers, ...

Fear the Walking Dead

We live in uncertain times. We wonder about the future, about how we got where we are and what will happen next. How will we survive? How will we protect our families from the onslaught? We debate building walls to keep out people who some of us believe are out to destroy us. Others think ...

Again to Carthage by John L. Parker, Jr.

Again to Carthage: A Novel by John L. Parker It has been almost exactly six years since I picked up John L. Parker Jr.‘s ode to competitive running, Once a Runner, though when I lifted this sequel off my book shelf at the beginning of the year that realization hadn’t come to me. Once a ...

Another Tooth

Another Tooth
The tooth had been dangling for more than two months, since before Thanksgiving. A new tooth had already grown in behind it. Back in December when I took m to the dentist for her semi-annual cleaning I asked if we should take the tooth out because I worried that the new tooth had no place ...

A Little Christmas Magic Goes a Long Way

A Little Christmas Magic Goes a Long Way
The summer before I turned 14 Back to the Future was released. I saw it in theaters a dozen times, maybe more, and one of the many things that I took away from the movie (in addition to developing a complicated theory about how time travel could work) was that I wanted a skateboard. I ...

The Bike Too Big: My First Christmas Memory

The Bike Too Big: My First Christmas Memory
I was about five and living in San Rafael, California, with my mother and brother in an expansive mobile home community across the street from what would become Skywalker Ranch. My parents were divorced–separated before I was even born they had always been that way for me. Despite their divorce they maintained a more-than-cordial relationship. ...

Parenting fail: the bite that bit

Parenting fail: the bite that bit
Not a day has gone by in the last several weeks that I haven’t felt like a failure as a parent. I don’t mean failures in the little things, like I forgot to pack lunch for my daughter until the moment we had to leave for school and I scrambled quickly to shove anything into ...

Book Review: From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler 1

From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler by E.L. Konigsburg When I was a kid one of my favorite movies was called The Hideaways. It played regularly on cable and when it was on I would watch it with keen interest not on the story of a girl and her brother who decide ...

An open letter to my daughter 7

Dear m, This week history was made in America. You were old enough to know what was happening, but perhaps not quite old enough to completely understand it. At the most basic level, America did what America has done for more than 230 years: we elected a new leader. Over the next several months, leading ...