When I was 6, I snuck into my parents’ bedroom early one morning armed with a trumpet. Stifling a huge grin so that I could get the mouthpiece working, I lifted the bell of the horn inches from the head of my peacefully snoring father and blew a loud wavering note that would have done […]

I have never been a big fan of the biking leg of the triathlon. I’m not into the little black shorts, the tight shirts, and the whole suicidal idea of clipping into the pedals, which in my mind is the equivalent of tying the tow rope to your wrists while water skiing. But the ride […]

I’ve been wooed by the premise and promise of barefoot running. I bought a pair of Vibram Five Fingers (a barefoot running “shoe,” not a marital aid), and joined the revolution with enthusiasm and resolve. But as much as I want to love these things, the jury is still out. Read Born to Run and […]

I ran my first Triathlon last  September. I shattered my goal of finishing the same day I started and raced across the finish line minutes ahead of the closest octogenarian. But as much as a rush as it was to live through the event, it was the entire process that hooked me, and one that […]

My son’s, “WAIT DAD,” didn’t register with me earlier this evening as I leaned heavily and with great frustration on the flush handle of the kids’ bathroom while shouting a warning of, “Please flush the toilet when you have finished doing your business…you’re old enough to know better.” As I was right at the “old […]

Insurance is a beautiful thing, unless of course, you need it. A couple of weeks ago, in a period of about 24 hours, it rained for 40 days and 40 nights. By my count, our third 100 year deluge since 2007. The downside , obviously, is the spawning fish that now live in the family […]