Don’t think dropping a shoe makes for a decent blog entry? Think again… After what seemed like an entire dreary season of rain and powerful storms (read: one week), the sun finally appeared in the sky today. Being the type who needs a ton of…
Outside a friend’s running store the other day, I noticed a woman wearing a 2009 Boston Marathon shirt. It’s hard to miss ’em since they are neon yellow. The label “2009 Boston Marathon” down the sleeve is a clear sign, too. If you know me…
So I bumped into a friend who happened to be camping out on the last turn of the Marathon last week. He had a camera and caught me near the finish. At the top of Hereford Street, a slight incline gives way to the gentle…
Hey friends, thought I’d share a photo of yours truly at a recent Cheerios event! GREAT old school video of me racing with one of my good friends (and a kick ass, humble, Navy SEAL) Don Hyslop is playing in the background. Nice picture on…
Every morning a gazelle wakes up knowing it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed… Every morning a lion wakes up knowing it must outwit and outrun (at least) the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death… It doesn’t…
About ten miles into my workout on Sunday, I had the urge to slow down and take it easy. It was the first really warm and sunny day of spring and the breeze had morphed into an annoyingly brutal headwind. I was pushing on pace…
Yeah, it’s Bahston callin’. You ahh numba W27 for the Marathon this yeah. Stew ova that for a month and see ya in Beantown. Like the photo? Speaking of 27, at his rookie training camp, Bobby Orr wore number 27, too! Maybe that’s why it…
I’m a sucker when it comes to lists. I have been keeping ’em for as long as I can remember. And when I’m not keeping a list, I’m probably thinking I should make a new one that begins, “Remember to start new list.” You name…
Last weekend I engaged in what some traditional wheelchair sports aficionados might consider to be questionable behavior. I won’t mislead you or try to sugarcoat my actions at all…I lined up at the start of a marathon not in a racing wheelchair but in a…
Aaahhh the dead of winter. The time between the holidays and the first signs of spring have always been a bit grounding for me. The days pass quickly but time moves slowly. My energy level varies like the temperature and when it’s cold, I seem…