Damn Fool

So I stepped out this cool-for-once Thursday evening, all set to do a 6-mile tempo run at MP (marathon pace), which for moi is somewhere in the 7:55-8:05 zone. The GPS watch was charged up, and I was too. I’d eaten a heavy rice-and-beans-and-pernil lunch, but early enough in the …

Jog Slog

Running can be a boring chore—especially when you’re not jogging yourself but watching somebody else do it. In a Times op-ed piece, former White House pool reporter John Farrell captures the drudgery of his job in this poem he filed as part of a daily report during Bill Clinton’s presidency: The president …

Leapfrogging

So this bit of running awkwardness happened yesterday. I had dropped the boys off at school as I do every weekday and was wheeling the empty jogging stroller over to the Williamsburg Bridge for a half-hour hill workout. As I pushed the stroller up the steep pedestrian ramp on the …