In 2024, my New Year’s resolution was simple: write a short journal entry every time I went for a run. I ran 37 days in a row, logged 143 runs, and covered over 350 miles. More than the mileage, though, I created a record of my year. One run at a time. This year, I didn’t keep the log. I ran significantly less, and now I have no way to look back and trace where I was, physically or emotionally. The other day, I found my old logbook tucked away in a drawer, and I remembered ho

As the days grow shorter and the sun slips away earlier and earlier, there’s one thing I secretly look forward to every fall: night runs through Davis. There’s something magical about them: quiet streets, twinkly porch lights, and that crisp evening air that makes every breath feel fresh and new. A few weeks ago I had my first official night run of the season. At only 5 PM, it was already so dark. I laced up my sneakers and was about to head out the door before I realized I h

I woke up before sunrise, buzzing with the kind of energy only New York can give you. The city outside was still half asleep, but I wasn’t. I was ready to run. As soon as I pushed through the revolving door, a blast of cold air hit me straight in the face. Instinctively, I just sprinted, partly to warm up, partly because I couldn’t wait to see what the city had waiting for me. My route looped around lower Manhattan, a mix of skyscrapers, history, and the smell of fresh bagels

I took my new AirPods 4 for a spin on the treadmill this week, and honestly? It was kind of spooky. The active noise cancellation is no joke, it completely shut out the world. Usually, when I’m running, I can hear the rhythmic patter of my footsteps, the faint whir of the treadmill belt, maybe even the gym playlist bleeding through someone else’s earbuds. But this time… nothing. Just silence, my breathing, and the music in my head. It felt weirdly floaty, like I was running t

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