Cancelled.

Just because something is the right thing doesn’t mean that we can’t be sad about it.

I knew they would be cancelling the New York City Marathon.  They had to.  It only made sense to cancel it.  

You can’t run the world’s largest (and greatest) marathon during a pandemic.

I get it.

Still, I am sad.

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Chronicle of a Comeback (vol. 22)

Progress.

That’s the word.  Progress.

Two steps forward. 

I am hoping there are no steps backward as I continue to build strength in my comeback to running following Achilles surgery in January.  I will hopefully get strong enough to run the New York City Marathon in November.

A few thoughts on all of this before I share the updates on my progress.

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Chronicle of a Comeback (vol. 20)

Here was my weekly mileage for the first three full weeks of May 2020:

  • 8.20 miles
  • 8.10 miles
  • 8.25 miles

I was getting there.

The operative word is “was.”

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Hearts, Not Hands

The other day I was making a congratulatory video for a great young man about to graduate from medical school.  This soon-to-be doctor is going to be amazing.  He is one of the best young people ever.  I have known him for a long time as I was his principal when he was in middle school.  

Time and life pass too quickly.  I cannot believe he is now almost a doctor.  

One of the special joys and delights of being an educator is seeing the great people your students grow up to be.  I knew this child was going to be very successful.  Even when he was ten-years-old, he was something special.  

As I recorded the short video message, I shared what I hope is the most important advice he receives as he heads off to a successful practice. 

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Chronicle of a Comeback (vol. 19)

19 weeks ago today, I walked in to have surgery on my right Achilles tendon.  

I walked out on crutches.

I was on crutches for about 7 weeks.  

And then I started running, step-by-step.  Slowly.

Today, I powered through a three mile treadmill run staying between 5.5 and 6.0 mph for the duration.  

I broke 32 minutes, finishing at 31:51.  That’s a strong effort – my best effort to date since the surgery.

I was once a marathoner.  

I will be one again.

Chronicle of a Comeback (vol. 16)

A few years ago, no longer being a guy that could literally jump into his running shoes and bang out (seemingly, at least) any amount of miles, I invented a little running trick that I employed today.

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