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"Poetry, music, forests, oceans, solitude - they were what developed enormous spiritual strength. I came to realize that spirit, as much or more than physical conditioning, had to be stored up before a race." - Herb Elliott, Olympic champion and former world-record holder in the mile (BORN TO RUN by Christopher McDougall) "We run, not because we think it is doing us good, but because we enjoy it and cannot help ourselves...The more restricted our society and work become, the more necessary it will be to find some outlet for this craving for freedom. No one can say, 'You must not run faster than this, or jump higher than that.' The human spirit is indomitable." - Sir Roger Bannister "Run easy, light, smoooooth, happy ... and run free! Andale!" - Micah True, "el caballo blanco" "Follow your bliss." - Joseph Campbell Run along with me, Jim, a former "half-way decent" collegiate runner, stranded serendipitously in Buffalo, NY, returning to competition in his mid-forties, training through triumphs, failures, and plateaus to move up the ranks of masters running, intent on doing something special in his age group at Boston upon turning fifty. In the process, downscaling and simplifying his life...blissfully...

getting into gear


12 miles to the park and back, it was cold and windy, but the snow had ended when I ran.  A day off from work today allowed me to catch up on sleep and get some restful sleep.  Allowed me to feel better heading into the run.  Have consistently increased the daily runs to a dozen miles, will increase some more in a week or two.  My mind is starting to turn to Boston now with the training getting into gear…which means preparing to make travel plans – luckily I have a place to stay with generous friends in Boston who acted as my ‘handlers’ during last year’s wonderful experience…


keeping that new year smell


A tough but relaxing (if that’s possible) 12 miles to the park and back.  Tired after work, a 2 hour nap beforehand helped rejuvenate a bit and venture out to the cold and windy evening.  Temps in the teens again with wind gusts.  These dead winter days are getting old and grueling, but I actually don’t want the year to race past me.  These years are turning over in a blink of an eye lately.  

I mark the passage of months by the major sports events: Daytona and Australian Tennis Open in Feb, March Madness, The Masters, Boston Marathon, BB opening day in April, Indy 500 in May, BB/Hockey Playoffs June, BB All Star game/Wimbledon July, Football Pre-season August, US Open Tennis/Football September,…the year winds down.

The new year is just getting going, and I want to savor it, be conscious of it, live consciously…

2nd semester, 2nd year


Got in 10 miles with my son, our customary run to the park and back, the temps were sane, somewhere in the 20’s, snow falling gently.  A great run with great conversation, our conversations get better and deeper as he gets older, now a college sophomore and turning 20 later this year.  20!  He goes back tonight to New York to start the 2nd semester, an overnight bus with a ticket he bought from a friend as a favor because she couldn’t use it.  A good person.  I’m sad that he’s heading back.  But getting more accustomed to this empty nest thing, as I explained to a friend earlier.  Now looking more forward to spring and Boston, the week of which I next see him in New York.



Got in 12 miles today to the park and back.  In the teens the temps were a dozen degrees warmer than yesterday, and it made a big difference in helping get motivated.  The joints and muscles seem to ache less in the ‘warmer’ air.  The miles slowly increasing, building up base, it’s starting to happen.  

Played The Cranberries’ ‘Dreams’ in my head the entire way, crushed by Dolores O’Riordan’s passing today.  A big part of my 90’s, so many great moments tied to her music…a sad reflective day.

keeping faith


The extreme cold began to return today, the temps were in the teens during tonight’s 8 mile run to the park, expected to go down into single digits overnight.  The footing on the snowy roads and sidewalks along the way was fine.  This past month’s consistently cold temps are grueling, it’s as much an obstacle to training as anything else, psychologically and physically.  An exercise in keeping faith on an unclear path.

seafood stew


A 10 miler with my son to the park and back on a cold crisp evening, a good snowy path shoveled for us most of the way.  A tough run for me, tired from work today and yesterday’s 12 in the snow.  Felt great afterwards, a nice run with my son.  He goes back to school in New York Wednesday, might not have time for another run together before then.  Will watch the playoffs tonight like we used to when he was a boy.  Making seafood stew in honor of New England.



After taking a ‘maintenance’ day yesterday, went for a 12 miler to the park and back on this cold snowy windy evening of a day that had morning temps in the 60’s with rain.  From spring to winter in a single day.  Wary of the morning rain freezing under the evening snow, strided cautiously the first couple miles.  But it seemed the cold dry snow had swept away the waters and so no ice.  In fact, the blowing sandy snow created a desert-like effect in the park, creating cascading snow dunes on the road I was running up.  I dare to use the term ‘magical.’ these priceless gifts of running…