giving rise to action; staying fit and sane through running
(25 Weeks)
It was a warm July day in the Bronx, and I stood outside Yankee Stadium with my Dad. Since he and I started going to Yankees games in the mid 70s, I insisted we arrive at the stadium many hours before the first pitch. First so I could wait outside and watch the players arrive and then to stand down by the dugout for the entire two hours of batting practice because the players were often kind enough to come over to say hello and sign autographs. My father was accommodating.
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Last week, my daughter turned 21. The ups and downs of my life with her came cascading down around me as the day caused me to reflect on the role I’ve played in getting her to this point – which is now, for me, one of my best friends.
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Rules always apply. For everyone. I’m a “rules follower.” I always follow the rules. Doing the right thing is something that was ingrained in me in childhood. I hate getting scolded. There are times though that the choices we have to make aren’t so black and white and put our values in direct conflict with the rules.
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Amid all the chaos and disappointment of COVID-19 related event cancelations late last week, I got a stark reminder of what’s really important.
Read moreA little snow overnight put me on the treadmill this morning. It was a good day for that kind of monotony on my easy four-mile run. New Year’s Eve is a time for self-reflection and mediation and it’s very easy to get lost in thought when you don’t have to think about much else for 40 minutes.