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And Baby Makes Three

I woke early — too early — on account of a message from my younger self. Well, not exactly. It was 29-year-old singer/songwriter Casey Shea (nearly ten years my junior) texting me in the small hours of the morning as he sauntered home from a rock show on...

My First Yoga Class

For months now, Abbi’s been asking me to join her Saturday morning yoga practice. And for months, I’d put it off… until yesterday. It only stands to reason that stretching, strengthening and meditating will go a long way to remedy a frenetic life...

Ok

Last Monday afternoon, some 24 hours after my record-setting (well, my record, anyway) New York City Marathon finish, I settled into the massage table for my annual deep-tissue rub down. My masseuse, Elana, was strong, driving her elbows deep into my hamstrings and...

My Actual 3:51:05* New York City Marathon Playlist

A friend of mine emailed me a page from The New Yorker yesterday. The black-and-white cartoon showed two PacMan-like faces staring at one another. The face on the left’s speech bubble said “Marathon, Marathon, Marathon, Marathon, Marathon.” On the...

The 3:51:05 New York City Marathon Playlist

With over 40,000 runners making individual Odysseys across 26.1 rust and wind-swept miles, the New York City Marathon is nothing if not cinematic. Add some stakes (like shattering an eight-year-old personal best) and a throbbing soundtrack, and the race is truly epic....