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Mmmmmm… Pudding!

Mmmmmm… Pudding!

I’m dying here! Okay. I’m being melodramatic. I’m not dying, and never was, despite the fact that it sometimes felt like I was over the last few days. I caught COVID on a visit to Philadelphia last week, almost certainly when I took my mask off to eat indoors in a...
Cross-Training on the Middle Path

Cross-Training on the Middle Path

I ran today. The weather in central New Jersey has been, to coin a phrase, unreliable. There was a high chance of thunderstorms all morning – which, it turns out, held off until early afternoon – and I didn’t want to get caught in a downpour as I battled traffic on a...
Is This Thing On?

Is This Thing On?

I get an absurd thrill whenever my friend Karen posts updates in social media about her epic rides in far-away Maryland. It is a thrill because I advised her through the purchase of her first road bike, a Specialized Roubaix, and I feel a tiny bit responsible for the...