While I have said it before, my best summation of running a marathon is that it is quite simply a "triumph of the human spirit.”
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Are You There, God? It’s Me, Joe
The Scholastic catalog came home with Emily a few months ago. She picked a few books to order, which we did. And there it was – a Judy Blume section. How I loved Judy Blume as a kid! I added Super Fudge and Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing to the list. She asked me why and expressed a strong desire to not get them. I listened but asked her to humor me. I wanted to read them to and with her. It didn’t take me long into Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing to feel like I was transformed back into my ten year old self. I know I’m…
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Why’s Men Say…
A while back my coach challenged me with thinking about “why” I run. This, I can promise you, many runners do a lot of the time ourselves, even without someone asking. Like when we set an alarm for 4:30 to go running in the summer to get our mileage in before it gets too hot. Or when we dress like the Nanook of the North to go for a run in the winter. Or before we embark on some distance most people wouldn’t normally do. This one is hard to quantify because that number is very variable. For the non-runner, even three miles sounds like a lot. Whereas many distance…
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Groundhog Day
We are coming up on Groundhog Day. Other than the tradition of it, I have always found it a bit preposterous. On February 2, in central Pennsylvania, Punxsutawney Phil “determines” whether there will be six more weeks of winter. Whether he sees his shadow or not, in reality, most of us have at least 8 weeks of winter left. I’ve always found it to be simply annoying. Besides, I have my own Groundhog Days. They don’t happen just on February 2. I sometimes feel like Bill Murray. And it can be on so many fronts. Let’s start with weight. I’ve lost at least 300 pounds. Oh, fear not, those of…
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I am enough…
Enough. It came to me this morning. How appropriate that it should happen on New Year’s Day and after a few days of wondering about my deficiencies, how many I have and how deep do they possibly run. That’s when it came to me. “I am enough” is my motto for this year. I was at OrangeTheory with Greg doing a New Year’s Day workout. He had already run 6 miles this morning and was now doing a HIIT class as the second part of his day. I was having a good workout when I looked up at the board and realized that though I was giving it my all,…
