Do you have what it takes to dream scary big dreams and dare to enter the race? Do you have what it takes to stand on the start, surrounded but very alone? Do you have what it takes to climb hill after hill, though the summits are far out of sight? Do you have what […]
There were tears on Boylston on the day the runners came back. Wrapped in scarves of Boston blue, carrying the hopes of strangers. The blue and yellow jackets of ’13 the first ones to arrive In a race for restitution For their numbers to be counted they stood in contemplation At the finish line rebuilt. […]
My Left foot isn’t handsome like Daniel Day Lewis and though it leans to the left and occasionally extracts the Michael, it doesn’t wear a donkey jacket. Most days, my left foot and I get along fine and dandy much better than my knees, which make me look bandy. My left foot has been frozen […]
There is a runner I’ve been chasing he is out most days I run. Always in the distance but temptingly not out of sight. Effortless, fleet footed, floating, ageless, he covers the ground. He is there in the rain, the wind and the snow. Appearing through morning mist, lean and lithe, gliding on trail and […]