(Sunday, January 30, 2011) I am writing this after a four mile run. Actually, I am working my way up with interval training, having started a month or so ago by walking two minutes and running one minute, then, a week or so later upping it to two and two, ...

The crisscrossing scars on my right knee tingle as I watch my son walk out onto a football field wearing full pads for the first time. It’s just a scrimmage.  But wasn’t it “just a scrimmage” in 8th grade when I snapped my thumb? Fall is here.  Time again to fill ...

I wonder how many runners there are out here? I wonder how many would be offended if I called myself a runner? Let me tell you my story and you can decide for yourself. Me I know the answer. I’ve never been a runner. I’ve never thought of myself as ...