After Boston: what we wrap ourselves in

Horrified. How else to feel after a race gone awry, after shrapnel and blood rained on Boston’s runner’s high? I heard of what happened, appropriately, while running on the treadmill. I guess the gym must be the only place I watch the evening news, because I remember the headlines of the Newtown shooting alerting me … Continue reading →

Untypical

This Christmas I got a pair of Under Armour gloves. I have never owned anything by this brand before. I wore them yesterday on a run around my neighorhood. Today they were nowhere to be found – their new owner has this terrible habit of losing outerwear. Thankfully the gloves were in my vest pocket, … Continue reading →