The big day

This is Part Two of marathon drama. Read the set-up here! On Saturday my parents came from Kansas City to pick me up for the race. I waffled on the issue of whether or not I would run until it was too late to cancel the hotel room, so I figured we might as well have a good time in St. Louis...

The Gambler Apr13

The Gambler

Last week I decided that I probably shouldn’t run the St. Louis marathon. I was having a lot of breathing problems related to the temperature and season change, which manifested in the induced termination of several gestating long runs. The billboards lining I-70 would not have approved....

Energy Item Round-up Apr05

Energy Item Round-up

It’s unfathomable now, but when I was a kid I hated eating and would do almost anything to avoid it. Eating meant coming inside after a long day of playing; it meant watching helplessly as diverse foods touched, mingled and mated; and most scarringly, it meant fighting with my parents over the role of vegetables in an active pre-teen diet. I fantasized about the future, when a single lozenge could take the place of a meal, and you could get all your nutrients without the laborious process of setting a table or chewing. Flying cars were for dreamers with no sense of reality – all I wanted was the meal pill. Today that mythical future is a...