There is a strip mall near my house that is home to the following stores: a running shoe store, a performance supplement store, a fitness facility, a shoe repair store, a podiatrist, a pharmacy, and a Baskin Robbins. It's like a metaphor for the life cycle of the semi-motivated middle-age man. Stage 1: "I've GOT to … Continue reading Life Cycles
“The Y is like a museum of the aging process.”
In which I am shamed by the fact that I need digital encouragement to perform a function as fundamental as moving. Or something.
In which a poor facsimile of Hemingway-an dialogue is used to describe a common family vacation scene.
Note: I dispense, for now, with the "aside" nonsense. Fiction is difficult. Inane observations which spill over from a semi-odd brain are somewhat easier. And if I ever resume posting "fictional" chapters, then the "asides" will cease to be nonsense, and will be once again be high art indeed! (Or something.) I don't necessarily believe … Continue reading Gym-splaining
I saw that today is Global Running Day (because, why not?). In honor of the occasion, I should share that I went running yesterday. I don't mean to brag, but -- and I swear this is true -- I didn't die. It was a good outing. On a totally unrelated subject, is it true that a … Continue reading Happy Global Running Day!