Strength Intervention Feb05

Strength Interventio...

Runners aren’t known to be a strong-armed people. I’ve long since accepted that I have the upper-body strength of those windsock men used to advertise car sales, and most of the time I’m OK with this noodle-armed fate.  But every once in awhile, the universe issues me an...

Back in Action! Sep23

Back in Action!

It’s been a while since I posted. But unlike my last major blogging hiatus, this time I didn’t break any bones, nor did I spend the entire summer crutching around Portland and playing up my “wounded bird” status to gain sympathy, romance and customized crutch coozies. This time my...

High times Feb19

High times

Breaking news in the world of exercise science! Scientists at the Georgia Institute of Technology found that endocannabinoids are to thank for the happy, floaty sensation that hits runners somewhere between Mile 6 and Mile 16. The big technical verbiage can be read here, but I’ll give...

Winter games Nov28

Winter games

I’m at my parents’ house in Kansas for the holidays, and I can’t say the going is too rough. I sleep until 8 everyday. I Tivo things I have no intention of watching. I follow the strict regimen of a Wii Fit personal trainer who appears cheerfully oblivious to the fact that I have a large piece of cake in one hand and a beer in the other. Sure, said distractions might have something to do with my “Wii Fit age” being 57, but I don’t really mind that my trainer thinks I have grandkids and a pension tucked away somewhere. My cake-holding side plank is impeccable. As is my ability to ski jump after three beers. No, it’s not too soon...