Category Archives: The Flat-Footed Fox
Boilermaker 2016, or The End of the Streak
I don’t know for sure how Jamie Vardy felt around five PM on Saturday, December 5, 2015, but after running this year’s Boilermaker, I now have a pretty good idea. His team, Leicester City, had just demolished their opponents, Swansea, 3-0. … Continue reading
15(K) Reasons to Love the Utica Boilermaker
If you’ve run The Boilermaker, or if you’ve ever been involved in any capacity, you’ll know what I am talking about. If you’re getting ready for your first time participating as a runner, spectator or volunteer, you are in for … Continue reading
Back to Back to Back to Burlington
My second race of the year. Unbelievably, like the first, it was featured in Runner’s World for its extreme conditions. The craziness of my 2016 running season continued unabated in the sweltering heat of my third Vermont City Marathon. I … Continue reading
Leicester City and Me
My mojo-less winter turned into an equally uninspired spring. Then, as is so often the case, life got in the way. In the end, I had to change plans to run two different marathons and opted to go back to Burlington … Continue reading
A Cruel Race for April Fools: The 2016 Syracuse Half Marathon
Remember when your parents gave you that speech about how hard they had it as kids? How they had to walk five miles to school and back every day. In a blinding snowstorm with snow drifts up to their eyeballs. … Continue reading
The Story of (the Other) Bruce and the Spider
I would have been about seven or eight when I first heard the story of Robert the Bruce and the spider. I remember I was at Whitehall Primary School at the time and that I was very upset and frustrated … Continue reading
Missing the Mojo
Most runners permanently, and prominently, display their race medals. And who can blame them? No matter what your distance, it takes a lot of effort to run a race, still more to train for one. So displaying medals or race … Continue reading
Semper Currens XVII.II: Mission Accomplished
Every marathon tells its own story. Up to now, my marathons had simple narratives: exuberance followed by pain and survival at Toronto; successful pacing and execution at New Jersey; the thrill of strength and speed at Rochester; injury and negative … Continue reading
Semper Currens XVII.I: Improvise, Adapt and Overcome
I went through my pre-race routine like a zombie–Foot Works applied to the soles of my feet, lube to the groin region, band-aids to the nipples. I got dressed and choked down a bagel with peanut butter, chasing it with … Continue reading
Semper Currens XVI.III: The Longest Saturday
In the weeks leading up to the Marine Corps Marathon, when someone asked me what the hardest part of running the marathon was going to be, I jokingly answered, “Getting to the start line.” As it turned out, my glib … Continue reading
