My Father and My Milestone

My father left this planet on this day, August 12th, in 1967. He died of a heart attack on hole 7 at a golf course in Erie, Pennsylvania. I was 10 years old.

My brother, Dave, came to deliver the news and take me home from a YMCA overnight summer camp that I was attending; I was in my second week. It was a traumatic day for me, and I’m sure, for my brother.


Today, 49 years later, is a milestone as my dad was 59 years old when he died, and I am 59 years old now. So this means, that from this point on, each day will be another day that I outlived my father’s age. And thankfully, so have my brothers. Sadly, I did lose my oldest brother a few years ago. He outlived my father’s age by 15 years.

My memories of my father are vague, but the memories I have are good. The bad memories, if any, must be subconsciously suppressed deep inside, never to surface. How did his death on August 12, 1967, affect me long-term? I’m not really sure, but I suppose it did. Either way, I’m just happy for the person I am.

The Boston Marathon 2014 – Healing A City

It’s hard to believe that it’s already been a year since the tragic events of the 2013 Boston Marathon.  It’s easy, however, to believe that of all of the 35,000 runners in Boston to run the 2014 Boston Marathon have one focus, healing. This years Boston Marathon really is a piece of unfinished business necessary in the healing process.

Boston Strong

There are so many stories coming out of Boston that it is impossible to keep up with all of them — and the stories I’ve read carry the same theme, healing.  Many of us runners will not be in Boston physically this year, but all of us no doubt will be there in spirit.  Most of us know somebody who will be one of the 35,000 runners representing our running community.  Runners and non-runners from all over the world will be directing positive energy towards Boston — incredible healing energy.

Why My 100th Marathon Will Be My Final Marathon!

I love running and I love running marathons.  It has been 25 years since I crossed the finish line of my first ever marathon in Los Angeles on March 5, 1989.  Today, I have a total of 99 completed full marathons, and on May 4th I will cross the finish line of my 100th and final, marathon at the Colorado Marathon in Fort Collins, Colorado.


Ready to Finish Marathon 100

People who know me well really don’t believe I’ll retire from marathoning.  I even have a bet with a friend (which I can never win) that if I was to run another marathon I’ll owe him $100.  If I don’t, well, I can never collect.  Pretty much a “sucker’s bet!”  Never said I was smart!  Some are quick to say “Shut-up, I’ve heard this before and will see you at 101!”  But I’m telling you, it will not happen.

A Runner May Not Live A Day Longer, But Will Live A Longer Day!


I Live a Longer Day!


When my brother was in his running prime, he would say, “A runner may not live a day longer, but will live a longer day.”  This saying resonated with me ever since.  There are many reasons why I believe this saying is true, specifically due to running’s positive effects on your health, both physically and mentally.

In my late teens and early 20s, I smoked and ate junk food, meat and potatoes, and beer, were the main staple of my diet.  I’d light up the second I woke up, and sometimes even light up during a meal.  Yuck!  I didn’t focus on my health; it didn’t matter, I was invincible.  Fact is, if you buy a new car and beat it to death, it will run great for a while, however, at some point the abuse catches up and it falls apart.  If I would have continued down the path I was on, chances are I would be in extremely poor physical and mental health today, and therefore leading a miserable life.  Fortunately, I chose the path of a healthy life, and my life has been truly fulfilling.  The bottom line; if you don’t have your health, you have nothing.  Health is more important than all the money in the world.  I am glad I found running and chose the healthy path!

Typing it Out Old School

It’s extremely refreshing when you unexpectedly stumble upon something that really makes your day.  Recently, my wife and I went on a spontanious “play day” date,  just heading out the door and hitting the road (on the beautiful Hawaiian island of Maui where we’re now blessed to live).  We ended up in Paia, a small and charming eclectic town, located on Hana Highway on Maui’s north shore.  Paia is lined with boutiques, art galleries, restaurants, coffee shops and some very interesting souls.  It’s also the last town just before the long and winding journey on the “Road to Hana.”

Smith-Corona Classic 12

Smith-Corona Classic 12

After a late breakfast at our favorite Paia staple, Charley’s, we strolled the street, jumping in-and-out of cool little boutiques.  As we hit our 4th store, it became apparent to me that the majority of these boutiques cater mostly to women, with maybe a token piece of men’s clothing stuffed on a rack in the corner.  Sure, there are a couple of surf-related shops that specialize in t-shirts, but those are mostly chain stores found all over the islands, and certainly not unique to Paia.

The Post-Marathon Blues

The fall marathon season is about to wrap up.  The weekend cluster of marathons will soon diminish and the cold days of winter will follow.  Sure, there are a few marathons to choose from, but those are usually for more hardcore marathoners.  It ‘s not that far off until the winter and spring cluster of  marathons consisting of Disney, L.A. and the super bowl of marathons – Boston, plus many more.

Post Marathon Blues

Post Marathon Blues

This past weekend I was checking Facebook, and it seemed that everyone on the planet did a marathon.  Post after post after post by my friends relaying that they completed their race, celebrating a PR, or relaying their pure satisfaction at their accomplishment, and even some bemoaning their disappointment with their result.  I could hardly keep up with all the posts and that got me thinking; after all those months of training, now what for them?  Of course, my mind immediately triggered “Post-Marathon (or Half-Marathon) Blues.”  I’ve been there and know the feeling all too well.

Running is Liberating!

I’m always curious to hear what attracts people to running.  All of us runners have our personal reasons as to why we run.  I met with a good friend of mine this past week to talk to her about her incredible story that I plan to include in my upcoming book, One Foot in Front of the Other.

Running is Liberating!

Running is Liberating!

During our conversation, we were discussing some positive metaphors such as “desire to do it far exceeds the willingness to accept normalcy,” and “if you are truly determined, you can do anything.”  As I was listening to her story and the more we talked about running, another metaphor, “running is liberating” kept resonating through my mind as a mantra all day long.  “Why,” I thought?  Because running really is liberating!

The “InVinceAble” 2013 Colfax Marathon

Sometimes, it takes a few weeks for me to digest a trip and/or a marathon before I can write about it — but this was not a normal trip and certainly not just another marathon. That said, a few weeks ago I went back to my home turf in Denver to run the Colfax Marathon, but this marathon would have special meaning.  It was to show support for a friend and fellow runner, Vince DiCroce, as he continues to battle brain cancer.

Colfax Marathon

As the plane landed at DIA, I was excited that I would soon see many of my friends.  I’ve been living in Maui for almost a year already, and have been able to keep up with many of them through Facebook. I was also excited that I’d be able to pick up some new running gear and supplies from my favorite running store Runners Roost, a luxury since we have little access to running stuff on the island. My current running apparel was getting a little worn out.

No Slumping in the Running Zone!

There are so many programs, techniques and methods for one to improve their running.  Some are logical, some scientific, and maybe even some personal superstitions that are believed to work.  Others include the Galloway Method, Yasso 800’s, Chi Running, plyometrics, cross fit, yoga, hill repeats, speed work, nutrition, supplements, palm readers and of course, the Ouija Board (google it). Anything imaginable that provides the magic bullet to make one run stronger, longer and faster.  Basically different strokes for different folks. Whatever works right?  All this stuff we try to apply while running in the “running zone” hoping for improvement.

No Slumping in the Running Zone!

No Slumping in the Running Zone!

Completing 91 marathons thus far, I continually seek a better “magic bullet.”  I’m not sure there actually is one, but I have found several techniques that have improved my personal running over the years.  Of course nothing will replace a good solid training plan and sticking to it.  A plan that properly balances your mix of long and short training runs with some other goodies mixed in along the way.  This will pay off tenfold on race day, however, if you slacked during your training, I guarantee you will be punished.  I’m about to be proof of that on May 19th when I run the Denver Colfax Marathon, undertrained.

Runners Remembering Boston – Ordinary People Doing Extraordinary Things!

It’s been a week since the unfortunate events in Boston. It’s been a week of tragedy, pain, fear, drama and even relief.  Most importantly,  through it all we’ve witnessed the rise of heroes and the full beauty of the human spirit.  Some were actual runners who had just put their all in for four hours to complete 26.2 miles of endurance, pain and fatigue, only then to unselfishly continue on to aid others in need; the human spirit showing its finest form.  Ordinary people doing extraordinary things.

We then witnessed throughout the week dedicated professional law enforcement giving their all towards their work, working tirelessly for hours and days until the residents of Boston were safe and the country could breathe a sigh of relief.  Not to be discounted were the citizens of many communities coming together to assist.  These true heroes displayed love for their job, community and fellow man – another display of the human spirit in its finest form.

Our little part to remember Boston!

Our little part to remember Boston!