Fifty

It’s my 50th birthday, and for some time now I’ve been telling people that I’d like to forego a party in favor of a simple existential crisis, which seems a whole lot simpler and less likely to make a mess of my house. In practice, that means that my plan …

Hot Tips for Hot Runs

This is my eighth summer running in Washington, D.C., a city that’s nicknamed the Swamp not just for its political corruption. And as much as I annually contemplate moving to Antarctica as the humidity sets in, I’ve finally grown to tolerate summer running here. These are my top tips to …