Exercise

I was trekking through one of those hidden, overgrown trails near the Chicago riverfront last weekend—you know, the kind where the pavement gives way to real grit—when I saw a…

I still remember the damp, heavy air of a Chicago morning, the kind that makes you want to crawl back under your duvet, as I stood on a street corner…

I still remember the first time I tried to join a high-end, "elite" running group back in Chicago. I was met with expensive gear requirements, intimidating pace charts, and a…