Running for Your Life: Baseball, Hockey and a Birthday

There are more than a few reasons behind my October-love. It’s when baseball suddenly becomes real, like a favorite uncle who eleven months of the year is on the road, but every October he returns, refreshed with new and wildly entertaining stories to tell. I’m a Pirates fan (by default after my beloved Expos folded) so tonight (Oct. 7) is the night, which will be no horrendous loss if they fall to the Cubs, because, for God’s sake, they’re the Cubs! How can you not root for the Cubs in part of your heart – or your gut – for all those following the latest developments in the world of superorganisms http://bit.ly/1LiEgYL. This is a dated article from Michael Pollan but you get the drift …

Today also marks the opening of hockey season. In past years that delightful event has occurred on my birthday (Oct. 5), but no matter. It’s my birthday week, a Wednesday, and the Rangers are playing the ’Hawks. If only my Penguins were on against the ’Hawks, then it would make for a Pittsburgh-Chitown double-header. In any event, drop the puck. Let’s get it on!

Oh yeah, the birthday thing. Sixty. My seventh decade. On Nov. 15 I will be running in the Brooklyn Marathon, my first shot at qualifying for Boston in the 60-64 age group. I’d be in range to qualify under ideal weather conditions: 45 degrees F with a 20-mile-an-hour swirling wind that miraculously is always at my back.

I know this blog can at times sound eye-rollingly upbeat. So, cynics, pass by. This decade promises to be the best yet! Hope the same is true for you, dear reader. I know I believe it, and there is power in that.

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