Blood, memories and shame (I can keep running)
I never look behind me when I’m racing. I made that promise to myself during my first half-marathon. Chubby, un-athletic, […]
running
Lessons from a squirrel
I had never seen a squirrel die before. Growing up in the country I saw more than my share of
Seven quick takes, Volume 5
— 1 — It’s that time of year when I start to think about the Hartford Half-Marathon. I have been
gender, running, yoga
The Woman on the Mat Next to Mine
As a child, I occasionally became envious of girls more athletic than I. This was before I learned to envy