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Brave

This post could have been dubbed "MIA," but that's already been done. I have indeed been MIA from blogging, but not from writing. Below is a personal essay I submitted to the final round of the Yeah Write Super Challenge, which, to my astonishment, earned first place....

M.I.A.

This blog is more of a reflection of me than I realized, or that you knew. Grab a Starbucks or a Big Gulp or whatever they serve wherever you’re reading this, and I’ll explain. Let’s start with the easy visible part. The blog’s overall look is one of simplicity. Or at...

Cringe-Worthy

Okay, it’s only because we’re friends that I’m about to share this with you. It is, without a doubt, my most embarrassing moment. Ever. My youngest daughter, who was about 16 at the time (and, as a point of reference, a very intelligent girl who 2 years later received...

Life in 140 Characters Or Less

“Here: Take my debit card. Do you have some paper? A pen? Because I can write down the password for you. And there’s an ATM right around the corner.” ---Me during a run to would-be robber who wants my new Apple watch I bought for it's GPS/pacing capabilities. Little...

Jack Of No Trades

“What do you want to be when you grow up?” That’s a question I’m still trying to answer. Maybe it’s easier as a kid, before limits are placed and doubts set in. And bills accumulate. The easier question now is, “What don’t you want to be?” I’ll tell you what—but it’s...

A (Imagined) Conversation with David Sedaris

Me: I understand you’re interested in writing my biography. First, let me say I’m flattered. David: It’s something I’ve wanted to— Me: Wait. I’m not finished. Again, I’m flattered. But I’m also concerned. Your last book—what was it, Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk ?—wasn’t my...

The 13.1-Mile Sweet Spot

Running requires decisions achieved by trial and error; sort of a physically fit version of Goldilocks, if you substitute GU flavors, shoes, and running surfaces for gruel, chairs, and beds. Had Goldilocks experienced the illusions of grandeur we many runners have,...

Falling Flat

Did you watch Cake Boss? Or the Holiday Baking Championship at Christmas? Me neither. I tried Cake Boss but couldn’t do it, and not just because of Buddy’s New Jersey accent—because of the caliber of cakes these “amateurs” put out. It's nothing I relate to. Same with...