Hi, everyone. This is my blog’s longest running tradition, a yearly wrap-up post.
Continue reading 2023 in RetrospectCategory Archives: Running
Dashing through London
Thanks to studying for my Step 2 board exam in the middle of wedding season, I only scheduled myself 10 hours to explore London! 6 hours after landing the first day, and 4 hours the morning before the wedding ceremony.
I do seem to enjoy darting around excessively and unnecessarily before my friends’ weddings (I ran a quick half marathon before last September’s wedding), but the strangeness of this habit is not lost on me. How much can I really get to know a city if I’m mostly just moving around with my camera? And why did I choose to spend my valuable time abroad in such inauthentic fashion, working hard to misrepresent my trip through a few photos? Continue reading Dashing through London
Finding the SFH Pianos
For three weeks, Sing For Hope has scattered 60 pianos painted by local artists all around the five boroughs of New York City. After today, they will be transported to their final homes: NYC public schools.
I don’t know why I decided to challenge myself to visit as many of them as possible — especially during a pretty busy stretch in med school — but that’s what I did! Continue reading Finding the SFH Pianos
2016: Year of Writing
Here I wrote 52 posts plus a few bonus ones, and here they are all lined up in categories. Continue reading 2016: Year of Writing
Trail Running Senses
Petrichor: the smell of the forest in the rain. It’s almost indescribable. Earthy. A lovely odor summoned by heavenly water that seeps out of the soil itself. Contained in it are hints of the mighty trees, the forests’ animal dwellers, the decay of generations past. An ancient freshness, a novel oldness, a scent that conjures thoughts of the endless renewal of nature. Continue reading Trail Running Senses
On Half Marathons and Ghosts #2
There are ghosts in Mario Kart. In Time Trial mode, where you race for personal best times on an empty track, a faint translucent ghost of your kart appears alongside you, echoing your previous best run. If you’re driving on pace with your ghost, the two of you, avatar and apparition, will weave down the track alongside each other. Navigate a tricky turn more smoothly than before and you dart ahead, but make a blunder and your ghost will glide off mercilessly into the distance. Compared to what Mario Kart is typically – a mass of 12 racers, bananas littered all over, and freaking blue shells – there’s a pure simplicity in driving alone on an empty track against your ghost. There’s no one to race but yourself. Continue reading On Half Marathons and Ghosts #2
Wireless Headphones
Wireless headphones mean freedom.
Well… in a manner of speaking. Running is liberating, but I am shackled by my attachment to technology, efficiency, sound, and — most of all — that pesky wire connecting my ears to my phone. Continue reading Wireless Headphones
Just Keep Running?
It’s been less than two years since I started, but already I consider myself a runner. The label is not for running ability or racing accomplishments but rather for how drastically running is shaping my schedule, diet, and lifestyle as a whole. You might say… it runs my life. [my pun games run wild in this post] Continue reading Just Keep Running?