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Tag Archives: Christopher Cudworth
Life is a long letter being written one day at a time
The letter was written seven weeks into my senior year in college, the season in which our cross country team would go on to place second in the NCAA Division III championships. Continue reading
A Burning Man of a different kind
My son Evan Cudworth was planning on attending The Burning Man event in August again this year. But it likely won’t happen. Even that brand of social distancing––rocking out in the Black Rock Desert–– is not enough social distance to … Continue reading
The thoughts that bubble up in your mind
I’ll probably never be an Instagram star because my brain doesn’t work through algorithms or abide in the Principles of the One-Trick Pony. That is, my mind is too random and perhaps too creatively obsessed to attract the types of … Continue reading
Posted in aging, Christopher Cudworth, swimming
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Questions about being an elitist asshole
Back when I competed for every inch of advantage in the world of running, I was a bit merciless in my regard for other competitors. In the first mile of a five-mile race I would ultimately win while setting a … Continue reading
Posted in aging, Christopher Cudworth, competition, cross country, cycling, Depression, healthy aging, mental health, running, swimming
Tagged apple computers, Christopher Cudworth, cycling, elitist assholes, Frank Lloyd Wright, riding, running, Rush Limbaugh, steve jobs, swimming, the fountainhead, The Matrix
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Menstruation chronicles
As a young runner living in the City of Chicago during the early 1980s, I met a woman through track workouts at the downtown Northwestern University cinder track next to Lake Shore Drive. After scoping her out the entire workout, … Continue reading
Posted in 10K, 400 meter intervals, bike accidents, bike crash, blood on the highway, Christopher Cudworth, running, track and field, training
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Sweet season: A simple matter of focus and effort
This is the sixth in a series of articles about the Sweet Season of 1978, my college senior year when our Luther College team placed second in the nation in NCAA Division III cross country. To follow the chronological narrative … Continue reading
A sweet season heats up
This is the fourth in a series of articles about the Sweet Season of 1978, my college senior year when our Luther College team placed second in the nation in NCAA Division III cross country. Volume one • Volume two • Volume … Continue reading
Posted in cross country, Uncategorized
Tagged Christopher Cudworth, competition, distance running, endurance sports, love, Luther College, run, runner, running, sex, sweet season, training
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A taste of bittersweet early in the sweet season
This is the second installment of eight blogs about a cross country season forty years ago. On Thursdays, I will recount a most significant period in life, a senior year in college. That’s when hard work paid off, self-belief took hold … Continue reading
Posted in 10K, Christopher Cudworth, competition, cross country, running
Tagged 10000 meters, 5000 meters, bittersweet moments, Chris Cudworth, Christopher Cudworth, college roommate, college teammate, cross country, freshman year, Luther College, national cross country meet, running, track and field
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No date with destiny, but a lesson or two worth learning
In 1981 the world was going nuts for running. The second phase of the American running boom was in full swing. As an avid runner, I thought (and was sincerely hoping) that it might mean women would find me more … Continue reading
Posted in Christopher Cudworth, competition, cross country, running
Tagged #metoo, carlos castaneda, Christopher Cudworth, dating an older woman, no date with destiny, perpetual motion machine, pot smoker, runner's high, running, running on the track, sexual, sexual energy, smoking pot, some lessons are never forgotten, strides perfectly synchronized, tomorrow never knows, too young to get married, turkish weed, what in the hell was reality
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The Dragoon and The Blaggard
Whether we like to admit it or not, most of us like a good revenge story. Almost every Clint Eastwood movie from the 1970s was about revenge. You know the plot. Cowboy gets beat up. Cowboy goes into hiding. Cowboy … Continue reading
