Changing Things Up

Over the past four years, I’ve found the hardest part of writing this blog is not the writing itself, but rather deciding what to write about. It’s not for lack of trying. I have a document full of ideas that have come to me throughout the course of writing. Most of them have become fully

A Season for Impatience

First things first: 7.02 miles at a dead 12-minute pace. Not too shabby. Yeah, that’s a pretty slow pace. But that doesn’t mean my running isn’t progressing smoothly. I ran the whole thing, even the long ramp up from the Schuylkill River Trail to South Street. My feet might have been a little sore, but

Another Post from Home

It’s no wonder being back here in Philadelphia has taken on new levels of significance. Even if it means only a few days of normality, coming home now means more to me than it ever has. Every time I come home, I leave the stress of now more than six months behind me, even if

Easter Ebbs

Well, here I am again in Philly, my last day home on an abbreviated weekend trip back home. My wife would tell you she bullied me into coming back by sending me screenshots of flight prices in the few days before I came home. But the truth is, I was looking for any reason to

A Quick Trip Through the Garden

Hi all. We had some family in town last week, and I for one am beat. So I’m going to make this week’s post short and image-heavy. I hope that’s okay. On Sunday, we took our visitors out to Longwood Gardens (will this ever not be a dick joke?) for a short, 7-mile stroll. It

One Year Later

“Happy Plagueaversary!” These were the first words I saw on Facebook this past Sunday morning. Sunday morning also happened to be my first wedding anniversary. I suppose it was inevitable that there would always be a connection between our wedding anniversary and when America shut down for COVID. The real question was what that connection

Longwood Gardens (I Swear It’s Not a Dick Joke)

For the past few months, we’ve been longing for things to do. My wife, entrenched in studying for her board exams, found herself spending her days either at work or buried nose-first in pathology from August through the beginning of November. I was not engaged in anything so serious—frankly, I wasn’t engaged in much at