What I Did on My Vacation By Gordon Cherr Ah, vacation time finally….Hurry up, board those dogs, leave a lot of food and water out for the old cat, enough to last at least 4-5 days…we are outta here! Let’s go! We are heading for...
Boston Voices From the Past By Gordon Cherr The Boston Marathon was last week, and Boston, a mecca of running, has been on my mind. I hear some old voices calling to me. Runners from long ago. I was a walk-on in a college where running scholarships were...
Thoughts of Spring By Gordon Cherr “I often think that my relationship with running is like that of a long married couple. We’ve been together forever and had lots of ups and downs. We fight sometimes, but in the end we’re in it for the...
Marathon Sunday By Gordon Cherr, The rain is beating madly on the roof at 5 a.m. Not the muffled sound you would normally expect, either. Last year we built a sunroom onto the back patio, and the new roof is some sort of high tech composite space-age...
Risky Business By Gordon Cherr, I am busting up and down the hills on the Killearn Golf Course at first light, having the place nearly to myself this frosty morning, like most mornings. I like to run the golf course early, when I can see the tracks of...
Close Encounters of the Fourth Kind By Gordon Cherr, I was in Hogtown (“Gainesville” to some of you), last week to attend a seminar. Of course, I couldn’t go there without getting in at least one run so the day would not be a total...
