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It REALLY SUCKS that when I head out the door to run I have to think about the possible dangers of running alone. I’ve lived in my quiet, safe and small upstate NY town for 20 years. The solitude of… Continue Reading →
Running has always been a part of my life. Memories from running when I was five years old still hold a special place in my heart. Truth be told though, it hasn’t always been positive. But when you run for… Continue Reading →
Life without running. That’s impossible to imagine and something I hope to never face – at least until I’m well past 90! Short seasons without running have come and gone – most recently this summer when foot pain forced me… Continue Reading →
Why does every step I take send daggers of fiery pain shooting through my feet? Why are both of my ankles swollen so badly the bones are no longer visible? Why does everything I put on my feet, including socks,… Continue Reading →
I LOVE mountain biking. There’s no better way to spend time together as a family than discovering all kinds of crazy terrain in stunning settings such as our favorites— the mountains of Colorado and the desert of the mountain biking… Continue Reading →
A crucial lesson I have learned first hand is that my diet directly affects my mood. What’s really exciting to me is that there is a growing body of research to show how and why what we eat greatly impacts… Continue Reading →
Do you ever get frustrated because life is like a rollercoaster? Do you ever get annoyed, perhaps even at God, because He won’t snap His fingers and vaporize all the obstacles in your life? Are you like me and often… Continue Reading →
While reflecting on a conversation I recently had with some friends who were struggling, I was brought back to the countless times when life seemed hopelessly overwhelming and all I wanted to do was give up. I thought of the… Continue Reading →
Your blood tests are normal. Your x-rays look great. I have nothing here to base a diagnosis on. We ran all kinds of tests and there’s nothing abnormal to see. How ironic that a year ago I wrote about being… Continue Reading →
Why do I feel like a fraud when I associate the word athlete with myself? Because I’m 53? Because I’m much slower than I used to be? Because I don’t compete? Because I’m not specifically training for anything? I haven’t… Continue Reading →