Cactus Rose is the first 100-miler I’ve crewed at. I’m at the Equestrian Aid Station with Eliot and Asa. Miles 35 and 45 right now. This race is mostly self-supported and it’s strange to just sit here waiting for friends to come through. It’s a wonderfully small race and runners trickle through one or two…Read more
1. The weather is absolutely beautiful today. Mid 70s, no humidity. Hello November, let’s go for a run. 2. The scene at the Howard’s house this morning. OK, Asa let’s hop in the car. Mom just needs to get the car key. An hour of desperate searching on countertops, shelves, under clean piles of…Read more
Yesterday I was running around like a nut and I was feeling pretty pleased with myself for making a meeting with exactly 30 seconds to spare and a hot cup of Starbucks in my hand. My good friend met me in the parking lot with the news that the meeting was canceled. 60 to 0…Read more
There’s a Marcello family story about what my grandfather said to my dad when he came home with a report card full of A’s. ”No room for improvement.” That’s how I remember the story anyway. Maybe as a result, my parents stressed always just doing your best. ”I got a B on that exam.” ”Did…Read more
It was 94 degrees here in San Antonio yesterday, October 25th. I ran 20 miles in the morning and was wiped out for the rest of the day. 94 degrees will smack you down if you haven’t run in it in a while. I held it together until Eliot got home and then lay around…Read more
