Monthly Archives: November 2012

Low Language

  Ebb and Flow This morning, I ventured into the pool for some running laps. It’s an odd practice, and insanely boring. I strapped on a blue floaty device and worked hard to “run” down the lap lane and back. … Continue reading

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The Throngs in the Middle

The morning after, I’m sore, sleepy, and, as always, filled up with race day tales! The Portland Thanksgiving Day 4-Miler was a zoo of 1748 runners racing through the old port. The race itself wasn’t very well organized, this year or … Continue reading

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Remembering to Play

Repeat Race Tomorrow morning I’ll return to the scene of my first running race ever, Portland’s Annual Thanksgiving Day 4-Miler. My goal is to beat my first race time by a substantial margin. With ongoing hip pain, I may not … Continue reading

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Toe Damage

Running Buddies This afternoon, I had a wonderful run through Brooklyn—from the Heights through Red Hook and back. I ran with my cousin, Katie, who’s recently picked up running after an extended hiatus. Dodging downed trees, cars, and pedestrians brought … Continue reading

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Plush Moss and Growing Pains

Yesterday, after an all-morning faculty meeting in Montpelier, I ran through Hubbard Park, a labyrinthian trail system in a wooded area near the capital building. I ran the burnt sienna trails, winding through sunlight dappled ferns, plush moss, and rich … Continue reading

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Braiding Tutorial

On October 7, I set out for the Harpoon Octoberfest race in Windsor, VT with a carload of friends (Julie, Mike, and Rick). The brewery hosted over 1100 runners. Given Harpoon’s enthusiasm for costumed running, and the opportunity to get … Continue reading

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Falling for Running

I began running in the summer of 2011. I’d been a competitive cross-country skier in high school, and I realized that at age 46, it was time to see if my body could still be pushed. I’d jogged, skied, and … Continue reading

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