Tag Archives: aging

Baselines, heart rates, and heartfelt feelings

We ran our local Fox And Turkey Trot in Batavia, IL. The Fox River Trail Runners (FRTRs) put this race on every year, and it’s well done. As in managed, not cooked. We reprised a photo from ten years ago … Continue reading

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Time trials and times of trial

Perhaps you’ve missed me. Perhaps not. I figure I’m kind of like one of those cyclists who shows up at your side in a group ride after you haven’t seen them in months, says hello, and you go, “Where the fuck have YOU been?” Continue reading

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Carry on

After several years straight of focusing all efforts on maintaining my late wife’s health through cancer treatments, and stumbling through financially, I had some catching up to do on my own health in 2013. The previous year ended with a … Continue reading

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In races with our own faces

As an artist, I’ve never been one to paint or draw many self portraits. I prefer to look out at the world rather than constantly looking at myself for some hint about the universe. But yesterday, while sitting on a … Continue reading

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Take pride in that aging face

Let’s talk about aging faces. I have no real way of knowing the age of the people who read this blog. There are about 1500 subscribers, and there are some who don’t subscribe but read these words through social media … Continue reading

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“You’re fast.”

As the years pile up, the words “You’re fast” aren’t heard so much. On a typical day, my per-mile pace is 3:00 slower than it was while running in my 20s and 30s. That is why it was amusing to … Continue reading

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Lance Armstrong an icon taking on a new, older look

Yes, by the looks of things on his Instagram account, even Lance Armstrong is aging. For that admission of sorts, I am proud of him. It took him years to confess that he’d been doping all along during his string … Continue reading

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A carnival of years gone by

The day was overcast as it often seems to be in mid-June. Summer has not quite arrived. The calendar teases us with the equinox turning and yet the days automatically start shortening. The yin and yang of yearly destiny. That … Continue reading

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God spare me the white shoes of death

What you’re about to read is insulting to many people. But either I’m honest about what I think about life or I should quit writing. And I’d rather cease existing than do that. So here goes. See those shoes in … Continue reading

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Who knew running downhill could hurt so much?

Years ago during a training trip out west in the Grand Tetons, our cross country team ran from Jenny Lake at 6000 feet up to Lake Solitude at 9000 feet and back down again. We did that run without water, … Continue reading

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