On Mediocrity 1 (Belated Marathon)

Everyone knows that the New York City Marathon is, like, the major running event of the year. People pay thousands of dollars to stand, freezing, in Staten Island with hangover-esque jet lag in order to run their worst time in a race distance that is, with the proliferation of performance-enhancing drugs and ultramarathons, increasingly less... Continue Reading →


Marathon Musings: Staten Island State of Mind

A lot of people say that running the New York City Marathon was the best experience of their life. I hope this is true, because it would be really awesome to wake up tomorrow and have the best thing that has ever happened to me happen to me. However, I doubt that this will be... Continue Reading →

The Final Countdown: Marathon Special

Ladies and Gentlemen, the countdown has begun! The TCS New York City Marathon, a.k.a. the reason I have forsaken all friends and fun for a large part of the summer and now fall, is officially one month from today. I ran a 20-mile run last week, which means that I’ll probably finish the race. It’s... Continue Reading →

It’s Not A Sprint: Part Two

But fine. You’ve accepted the facts, you know it's going to be hard, you’ve run your 5ks and 10ks, and maybe even a half or two. You take a break from training, smoke a few cigarettes, stay out later than you should, and then there you are: 20 weeks away from the ultimate adult extracurricular activity, The... Continue Reading →

It’s Not A Sprint: Part One

I mentioned in my post about attending graduation that the older we get, the fewer Big Life Events we have to look forward to. As we run out of milestones, or at least drift farther away from them, we need to establish new goals to punctuate our directionless floating in the morass known as life. Enter... Continue Reading →

Fuck the Brooklyn Half

On January 22nd, registration opened up for the New York Road Runner's Brooklyn Half Marathon. For club members, registration was $55; non-members had to pay $75. Less than 48 hours later, on January 24th, the race was completely full save for charity spots, which allow you race entry provided you can raise a certain amount... Continue Reading →

The environmental apocalypse is here in all its weirdly-timed snowy, extended-summer glory, and I fucking hate it. I have to worry that soon the East River is going to lap at buildings on Third Avenue, that random gale-force winds are going to whisk away a loved one, or that previously wild animals are going to... Continue Reading →

2013: Let’s Go.

FELIZ ANO NUEVO! BONNE ANNEE! HAPPY NEW YEAR! What the hell? I've written and rewritten and deleted thirteen different paragraphs in which I attempted to introduce my New Year's Resolutions for Two Thousand and Thirteen in a Magical Way. They all kind of suck. So Fuck It: Here are my New Year's Resolutions. 0) Don't... Continue Reading →

Numbers and Resolutions: Part II

I'm  fan of the resolution, not just at New Year's but in general. I love plans, planning things, organizing, throwing out, straightening up, and, my most recent obsession, de-hoarding (opposite of hoarding). Challenges, goals, time limits: These are all things that get me moving. However,  a friend of mine just lent me The Power of... Continue Reading →

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