Saturday, May 26, 2007

Why's my heart rate high?
Summer, so could be the heat
Or the half-clothed girls.

Friday, May 25, 2007

Stop trying so hard
Keep the arms relaxed, head high.
The haiku will come.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Woke up, spilled my tea,
Recalled that intervals hurt.
Today has begun.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007


Mind follows body.
They fly into space, high, sigh
Never high enough.

6 miles

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Monday, May 21, 2007

5 miles

Pain for the first two.
Then my legs stop their crying
And accept their fate.



5 mile recovery

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Up by the river.
Head happy, knees not so much
Why'd they use cement?



6 mile recovery

Saturday, May 19, 2007

NYRR Healthy Kidney 10K

So many people
Running with me not against.
So unlike my life.

NYRR Healthy Kidney 10K



Pre race warm up

Friday, May 18, 2007

Dark foreboding sky.
But I turn up the volume.
Thank you Bob and Lou



3 mile recovery

Thursday, May 17, 2007

I turn and face north.
Switch the autopilot on.
Legs gladly take charge.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Upstairs, loud music
Plays all night. Sometimes it's hard
to love thy neighbor.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Twas not a good run.
Two miles fast, four slow, I'm...
More tortoise than hare.

Monday, May 14, 2007

I fall out of bed.
Grab my socks, some tea, my shoes--
Eyes must stay open

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Race-- NY Junior League Mother's Day 4 Miles

Woke up quite early.
Ran my fastest 4 miles.
I feel young,less bald.


Saturday, May 12, 2007

Bridle Path

The trees are my friends.
In them, I run slow, at peace.
Tomorrow I race.



3 mile recovery

Friday, May 11, 2007

Conspiracy Theory # 83

With a few raindrops
People vanish, birds appear.
Clearly they transformed.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Yeah, I ran tonight
6 miles and pretty fast.
No more words, quota's full

Can't get out of bed
Too much drink, too little sleep.
5 miles can wait

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Go counter-clockwise
Against the grain and the tide.
Forget all those stares.

Tuesday, May 8, 2007

Climbing Harlem Hill
and keeping a low heart rate...
Dumb, like this haiku.