Archive for August, 2014


Once a runner, now a jogger

OK, I admit it. Never would have even six months ago. But I was a runner then.

And for the 14 years beforehand, I vigorously – to myself anyhow – defended the fact that I was indeed a runner. Not a jogger.

So much has changed since I spent a few hours on an operating table. A stop in Hopkinton for a late-morning run today drove that point home. Continue reading ‘Once a runner, now a jogger’