This past April I ran my first marathon in Paris, France. (I’ll spare you the details, but in case of severe insomnia you can read my race report here.) Although I am somewhat dense when it…
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I was not paid, compensated or asked to write this post. All views expressed are that of my own. I recently returned from Europe where I was kindly reminded me of how much…
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“I feel like we are in the movie The Warriors and this is the running gang,” my friend Chris observed as we patiently waited on the Metro platform with my fellow runners en route…
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My personal connection to both Paris and the country of Denmark is basically an absurd and random distortion of possibility and chance. Yet, here I am on a plane [a cramped wi-fi-less Air Canada…
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I’m over winter. I’m over winter because I have a short attention span and I’m ready for change even if it means enduring my least favorite season: Spring. Spring doesn’t do anything for me.…
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An important part of life is having a sense of purpose. Purpose provides a sense of accomplishment and a sense of progress. Without this basic benchmark of self-evaluation life is a dreary production of waking…