The greatest running shirt ever

The greatest running shirt ever
From the sales pitch: This is the perfect shirt for the obsessive marathoner! If you aren’t sure if that is you… show this shirt to one of your friends, and if they laugh…

In the midst of this moment

In the midst of this nothing this mess of a life still there’s this one thing just to see you go by. It’s almost like loving, sad as that is. May not be true but it’s so where I live. (“”) Life has been pretty busy for us since we returned from Ethiopia in July. ...

Night chills and sweats

I’ve run 9 marathons in the last 9 years. While that averages out to one per year (I know, you figured that out on your own), in actuality I barely ran at all from 2004 to 2007, the year we moved back to New York. In February 2004 I flew to Austin to run that ...

Ragnar Relay DC, Part 3: A Long and Sleepless Night

We were, all of us, tired. Exhausted would be a better word. We managed short naps in our vans, sprawled across uncomfortable seats with our legs either cramped beneath the dashboard of the Chrystler mini-van, or draped over the steering wheel with feet pressed against the window. Night fell fast and with it we had ...

M7: Reloaded

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Boston Marathon

It took me 3:15.48 to run the Austin Marathon in February. This morning, it took me nearly half as long to register for the 2011 Boston Marathon. The important thing: I’m in.

Saturday content 3

We’ve been home with little m for three months and seven days. It’s been a whirlwind of a journey to get here and a non-stop rush since we got home. In that time, we’ve watched our little girl go from being able to lay on her back and play with stuff that’s right above her ...

Weekend in Williamsburg

We drove down on Friday, left early enough that I thought we’d miss both New York and DC traffic. I was wrong. The drive took nearly ten hours, nearly four of which were spent in traffic between DC and Richmond. Not fun. No matter, though, because when we arrived my mother and step-father were waiting ...

True Grit 1

I just wet myself. “Mr. McDunnough wet himself, daddy!” A western. A Coen western. Starring the Dude himself.

Ragnar Relay DC, Part 2: Oh the heat 1

First it was the bugs. Not mosquitos, which would have brought back memories of fears of malaria in India. These weren’t biting bugs. They were smaller than that, little gnats buzzing around our heads and flying in our ears and our eyes and landing our necks. On second thought, maybe they were biting things. Who ...