Monthly Archives: February 2013

disappointment is a four-letter word

There is a small inflammation in my calf muscles and Achilles tendon. It is nothing serious, and it is easy to resolve, but I have not been running since the race, and the marathon training is on indefinite hold. It … Continue reading

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missing the mountains

There are parts of town where you can see them and they are still topped with snow. The mountains make me feel so tiny and that all my hang-ups and complexes are insignificant in the grand scheme of things, while … Continue reading

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Last year I ran my first competitive half marathon in Verona in one hour, forty-four minutes and eleven seconds. Yesterday I ran it again, although the route was slightly different, and I finished in an hour, thirty-six minutes and forty-eight … Continue reading

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where we’ve been

The day before our scheduled departure date, the school called for me to come get Four, who had a fever. I brought him home and solemnly informed him that he had twenty-four hours to get healthy again. His dad was … Continue reading

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The winter. It is long. And the dark stormy winter sky can remind me of that depressing poem by Baudelaire, “Quand le ciel bas et lourd pèse comme un couvercle/Sur l’esprit gémissant en proie aux longs ennuis,/Et que de l’horizon … Continue reading

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42 days to the start, 42 km to the finish

It sometimes occurs to me that I spend an obscene number of hours each day obsessing about and preparing for something that will be over, if all goes well, in just three to four hours. Yesterday was stormy and I … Continue reading

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