I told another ESPN friend here, I love all sports. I can't think of any I don't love. I've even come to appreciate cricket. Maybe I could play a sportswriter. I don't know. Anything in the sports realm is appealing.
I think I've begun to take for granted how easily information can swirl around me.
A paparazzo once jumped out of a car and started running backward with me. I slowed down out of courtesy because she started drifting into the street. I reached out my hand and moved her back so she didn't get hit by a bus.
The hybrid I have now is one of the least expensive cars I've ever had. I had a BMW 318i convertible once, the ultimate driving machine.
A doable goal for me is to finish a marathon under four hours. I'm doing all the training, but the hardest part is eating right.
A perfect run has nothing to do with distance. It's when your stride feels comfortable.
There is nothing as special as watching greatness.
I kind of peak at how far I can push my body, and then I run out of determination for the habit and start easing off. It's really just a lack of focus and discipline.
My diet is always terrible, unfortunately. I don't know moderation.