Welcome to Georgetown! Another adventure in our lives officially started on Monday, October 21. Doug began a new job in the health care/technology field (his two passions). The company is based in Georgetown (yes, Washington, DC). We’ll split time between there and Boulder, our primary residence. We’ve rented a flat in an iconic 1880s’ renovated …
Oregon Convention Center: Saturday morning bib pick-up This past Sunday, October 6, I ran the Portland Half Marathon, exactly four years after I ran the “old course,” which happened to be the same weekend we moved to Boulder full-time. Since then, my running has been hot and cold. I am always striving to do this …
Family comes in so many configurations, sizes, shapes, personalities; friends with whom we’ve shared our deepest concerns, worries, and celebrations; people with whom we’ve had an immediate, instant bond; siblings with whom we’ve shared a lifetime of memories (although definitely not always the same memories of the seemingly same event); family who comes with spouses, …
Ten years ago this week, my older son and I hiked the “Yosemite High Sierra” camps, four days of hiking from one high altitude tent camp to another. He was about to start his second year of his post-doctorate at University of Texas, Austin; I was General Counsel for a Monaco-based activist investment firm. I’d …
On the move! Two summers ago, Alex spent three weeks with us here in Boulder, working on his “Monstrous Me,” book, trail running, baking pies, catching up on summer reading, and joining us for walks and talks. This summer at “Camp Boulder” we hosted our two grandchildren, four-years-old and almost one-year-old, and their father, while …
Marcus Whitman Hotel, a Walla Walla landmark. Fifty years ago: two men walked on the moon’s surface. The musical phenomenon of Woodstock rocked the nation. The war in Vietnam continued. I graduated from high school along with 500 classmates. Some of us eagerly anticipated college, some wondered whether they’d be called up for the draft, …
Mad Creek Trail through the grasses. We live at the crease of the Front Range, where the Colorado Eastern Plains meet the Southern Rocky Mountains of Central Colorado and Southeastern Wyoming, elevation approximately 5,400’. The Boulder Flatirons and Flagstaff Mountain fill our southern-facing sightline from our living room (with the famous Boulder smoke stack looming …
Pre-race with the glorious New Mexico sun and clear skies. I don’t remember exactly when I decided to try to qualify for the National Senior Games. I hadn’t heard of them when I was first eligible to compete (age 50) but then, I still had my younger son, Alex, at home. The logistics are a …
I ran for many years, then Doug started running, occasionally, we run together. Boulder 2015 Our first trip together was the result of a wrong turn: we planned to visit Apple Hill on the way to South Lake Tahoe but ended up at the north shore of the lake, more than fifty miles from our …
Sprinting to the finish line of Big Sur International Marathon 11-miler Count them: five Big Sur International Marathon running events during the past almost twenty years: I walked the twenty-one miler in the early 2000s, ran the 10.6-miler and the nine-miler courses (no longer events), and participated in the 11-miler twice, most recently on …