They run with mothers and fathers, with brothers and sisters, with husbands and wives, or they run with their memories. They come to outrun their demons and their diagnoses. They run with members of a team, sometimes tethered to a blind runner by a shoestring. They race on wheels if they cannot run. They run … Continue reading
As I began my longest distance that I would run prior to the marathon – 20 miles, I found myself behind a woman running and a man riding a bike along side her. They appeared to be around the same age – I’d guess mid 50s, and a couple. I decided to take their picture … Continue reading
My head is no match for my heart. This is why I ended up running 17 miles the same week that I tumbled and hurt myself. A smarter runner would have taken that week off to heal. I just hate missing the long runs – like, really hate it. It would be like taking a … Continue reading
So Tuesday was Day 2 of Week 10 in my training – an easy 4 miler. Right away my legs felt heavy – almost as heavy as my heart, as I had just returned the day before from a two week vacation full of family and friends. As soon as I could I jumped … Continue reading
It has been called the worst disease you’ve never heard of. I would like to shed some light on an illness that has touched my family in hopes to raise awareness and support, but perhaps I can accomplish more than even this. Perhaps I can tell a story that might move the Collective, … Continue reading
A Wandering Wino 