ALMOST 50

During mile 1 of my first 50-mile race, as darkness lifted from a perfect Vermont morning, I did what a lot of people do when they think they might be in over their head—I started talking to strangers. By mile 5, I had acquaintances. By mile 10, I had friends. …

HOT STUFF

Thoughts on beating the heat from a Texas runner. For my long run last Saturday—a 16-miler in the depth of an Austin, Texas, summer—it was, at 5:30 am, 79 degrees and 89 percent humidity. This was actually good news. Usually it’s hotter, more humid, more oppressive. Plus, there was a …