For the second installment of this series, we will be admiring the needlepoint skills of granny B. My mom gifted our little guy the above pictured quilt featuring various portraits of the late great Lola. Lola was a very integral part of our life for many years.Continue reading
Here are a handful of snaps from November that seemed nice to publish. Up top is from a hike that we managed to sneak in at Windham high peak. Our good friend Szabi and his dogs joined us and was kind enough to take a family portrait (second to last below). Continue reading
Mixing it up a bit for the final playlist of the 2024- I started with a few tracks that I have been jamming to lately, then sprinkled in a track or two from each of prior playlists I published this year. Most, but not all of them are tracks that were released this calendar year. Anyway, happy holidays, new year, etc..
Our little dude got a jump start on art collecting. This is thanks to the longstanding tradition of gifting quilts to new babies. Hand made quilts come in many varieties. Growing up in my house I saw the process of just about every iteration of quilt imaginable. The most basic design is literally just two large pieces of fabric sewn around a layer of batting, punctuated by short sections of yarn tied in knots. Nothing wrong with this type of quilt. It is probably the most utilitarian solely based on how many trips through the laundry it will withstand before starting to fall apart. It can also be constructed by most people who have a cursory understanding of how to sew. Most of it can be done with a basic sewing machine, save for tied yarn.
At the other end of the spectrum is the type of quilt that is meticulously designed, then painstakingly stitched together. Continue reading
The Author at Mile 12 | Photo: Courtesy Anwar Ragep Private Collection
Guys, I had a really nice race this year. I shortened my traditional 12 week training program to 10 weeks, since I had always felt a bit “over-trained” in prior years. I’ll say that I wasn’t feeling particularly fast going into this year’s race (possibly a product of the truncated program). Because of this, and the fact that I would not be running with any friends this year, I decided to go in without any expectations for time. Instead, my goal was to just enjoy the experience, take in the city, the energy and the sights & sounds of the crowds.Continue reading
Fall riddims-
The Author on Any Given Run Day | Photo: Courtesy B. Maschal Private Collection
Friends, running has been around a long, long time. But (by my observation) only in recent years, with its explosion in popularity has running sadly developed ‘fashion’ trends. Ciele hats are pretty innocuous, but there is nothing novel about them. They just slapped their branding on a tried and true format of running hat. I’ll still never own one. Tracksmith? Don’t get me started… At any rate, the point of this post is not to throw shade on all of the trendy running garb that as a true curmudgeon I deem clownish, it is to remind runners that running is not a fashion show.Continue reading
The Author’s Feet After a Taper Run on the Not-So-Mean Streets of Brooklyn
Since we are less than two weeks away from marathon Sunday in NYC, running is often on my mind. That being the case, I figured that I might as well drop a couple of running related posts in the interim. We’ll kick it off with a review (of sorts) for the Nike Alphalfy 3, which will be my race shoe this year.Continue reading
Posing For a Selfie at the Beaver Kill
Ever since discovering the Cross Mountain Crusher a few years ago, I have been intrigued by this ride. During marathon training season, I will often schedule my weekend long runs around the Pepacton reservoir, since it is relatively flat, and traffic is relatively light. B will typically provide support to me on these runs, driving ahead every couple of miles and waiting for me with Gatorade and snacks on hand. It was during one of these runs that I first discovered the Crusher. Continue reading
Another petite playlist I share here with you for your Autumn listening enjoyment–