I’ve been shuffling the roads and sidewalks of Concord a bit, once—wonderfully—with H. The other day I was running near a park and saw that a crew was grooming the baseball diamond. Concord seems to have a lot of good, … Continue reading
I’ve been up in Concord for just a week now, while H does her two-weeks of night float (6 pm to 7 am) at the hospital and A tries to keep to a good working schedule in Manchester. My job … Continue reading
Very short and very slow, but no sneak attack from rebellious achilles tendons, and that tweak in the gastrocnemius-soleus slot seems—finally—to have given way before ice, elevation, and serious, non-stop whining. So after a few infuriating weeks off, I think … Continue reading
A couple of weeks ago, the Republican governor of Virginia revived the state’s Confederate History Month, and issued a proclamation to that effect in which he left out any mention of slavery. After being hammered for a few days, he … Continue reading
ooh-ah says sweet b which means “open” or “closed” (context is everything) she pushes the door then wanders in to make our day just beginning already perfect … Continue reading
I was perusing my old edition of Arthur Lydiard’s book—my running bible—this morning. I wanted a refresher on a particular style of shoe-lacing (sometimes called “Lydiard Lacing,”) but wound up reading whole sections of running gospel. The great Arthur—who coached … Continue reading
I popped the cork on a bottle of bubbly a little before 11 Tuesday night (and woke up on Wednesday with a minor version of those precision-drill-between-the-eyes Champagne reminders). Our girls had done it again. Undefeated national champs for the … Continue reading
We’re having gorgeous weather here right now. This led over the weekend to an unfortunately characteristic comedy of errors in the back-back. My job this spring is to hack away all of the messy brush and saplings from the three … Continue reading
I treat my achilles tendons like a gently failing elderly aunt and uncle. We’ve had our issues, but I worry and cosset. I’m tender and thoughtful. I make an effort to see they get enough appropriate exercise, but try not … Continue reading
I had a terrific Easter-morning iChat with sweet B and her dada this morning. She’s wearing her mama’s hat here, though she doesn’t need it. New England is wonderfully balmy this weekend. B can count to 10 now, and has … Continue reading