Posts Tagged ‘Running’
If You Wanna’ Kiss The Sky You Better Learn How To Kneel (On Your Knees Boy)
I’ve had an ice pack on my right knee for so long that cold is beginning to feel hot. So, the doc said it’s quadriceps tendonitis. In fact, both docs said so: Dr. Woo (who was the first doctor available at Manhattan Orthopedic & Sports Medicine), and my go to guy, Iron Man Triathlete Dr.…
Read MoreRollin’ And Tumblin’
Moments after Abbi snapped a staggeringly adorable photo of Ethan and me, I was crumpled into the fetal position at the bottom of a slide. Yesterday afternoon — a beautiful, clear, crisp fall day — Abbi and I met Chris, Jen, Ethan and Edward at Hippo Playground in Riverside Park. Initially, Ethan was suitably distracted…
Read More19 X 3 (Or Whatever It Takes)
We ran nineteen miles this morning. By accident. We were planning on running Greta’s Great Gallop, a New York Road Runner’s sponsored half marathon. But given that the marathon is just five weeks away, we decided to do eighteen. So we Googled some distances, and decided to run from East 71st Street to 111th, west…
Read MoreIn The Queue For The Lifeboat
“Priorities change,” she said. My father and his wife flew in from Indianapolis yesterday. They tallied exactly six and a half hours on the island Manhattan, six of which were spent in the company of their newest grandson, Edward, and his big brother, Ethan. One gets used to playing second fiddle to the grandkids. It…
Read MoreJust Read Your Blog…
This just in from my Smith Family cousin/brother Scott Cunningham, who overcame a slew of injuries to finish his first New York City Marathon in an astonishing 4:10:51. Buck up Wagner! You ran in the top half of all finishers! And only 1 of 3 that recorded music during the training period (ok, that I…
Read MoreThis Is Your Life
I did an interview yesterday afternoon with a woman writing a book called “Extreme Sports / Extreme Jobs.” As I told her, I don’t consider myself extreme. Occasionally stupid and sometimes stubborn, maybe. But extreme? No. Still, I’m happy to talk about myself. So I did. For forty-five minutes. The tricky thing about trying to…
Read MoreThe Memory Of Running, Part II
I’m back from my first half-marathon of the season. I finished well, and am happy to report that I’m still walking. I’m not a pro, or even much of a weekend warrior. But I’ve been running road races, half-marathons, marathons and triathlons for about eight years. I’ve learned a thing or two. So here are…
Read MoreDiddy Beat Me, Ok?
Let’s get this out of the way: P. Diddy finished the New York City Marathon about six minutes prior to me. I finished 4:21:08, way, way, way off what I’d hoped for. But given how much pain I was in at mile 18, well, it’s a miracle I finished at all. It was a scorcher,…
Read More