The People in My Neighborhood: The Cyclist
I still remember the first time I ever saw Aileen outside of our usual haunts. We were both on the Upper West Side. She had a plastic carrier bag in one hand and was standing in front of a plate-glass…
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Iron Girl, Iron Guy, and the Iron Maiden, Part I (pre-race days)
…Me, Jim, and Lara, respectively, that is. It’s over. Almost exactly 24 hours ago to the minute, I crossed the finish line at Ironman Switzerland 2009, and I must confess to harboring all sorts of unresolved emotions about the thing….
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Riding a bike is not what you thought it is
It’s a sticky, slightly breezy day today, like it has been most days here, with a pretty good chance of thunderstorms. Last night, our neurotic dog woke up needing to potty twice, which is bizarre for him, but…what do you…
