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Disappointment with my marathon time notwithstanding, yesterday was my real finish line. And it felt pretty good. I managed to think about virtually nothing from 11-12 as my unbelievably named Oasis Day Spa masseuse, Miles Golden, kneaded and pounded knots out of me. Somewhat surprisingly, the bulk of the damage is above my waist. Apparently,…

I don’t really want to talk about it. But I will. Because it’s what I do here. And because so many of you were so kind in sending me you well-wishes via email, text message, and carrier pigeon. Bottom line: I finished the New York City Marathon in 4:30:49. My sixth marathon was my worst.…

These are, to be sure, the days. There’s something strangely cruel about the fall. Nature’s finest foreworks — thunderstorms notwithstanding — are reserved for these final days of warm weather. Outside my window, the trees are brilliant with reds and yellows and oranges. It’s beautiful. But it’s fleeting. In a few days, it’ll be over.…

I’ve tried to look kinda spiffy this week. But I’ll tell you a little secret… I’ve been wearing the same jeans since Wednesday. I know, I know. Gross. (And too much information.) But on the great To Do List that is my Q4 (little bit of corporate speak for you there), laundry is not a…

It’s the same thing every Wednesday morning. “You’re a big guy,” my trainer, Paul, says. “I mean, for a marathoner.” This week, Paul kicked it up a notch. “You’ve got a pretty thick neck. Did you ever play football in high school?” This is, to me, somewhat hilarious. I’m staring at myself in the mirror…

I woke up this morning to the realization that my new CD, “Heartland,” will be released in exactly two weeks. Instead of boring you with what isn’t done (bio, press, pre-order, plane tickets), let me share with you a little bit about what is done, and what it all means to me. (Meanwhile, you can…