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Winning Boston, 1968.
Welcome to my web site, where you can learn more about me, and also buy a personally autographed copy of my books, First Ladies of Running and/or The Runner's Guide to the Meaning of Life. These both make great gifts, as I can sign them to the friend, family member, or special runner of your choice. (Or, of course, directly to you.)

I was born on the exact same day and year as President Bill Clinton (Aug. 19, 1946). I'm not saying I'm proud; that's simply a fact. In August 2015, I turned 69 ... and so far, so good.

What I look like now (more or less), and then.
I began running as a junior in high school in 1962, and have been going relatively strong ever since. I was the Conn. high school 2-mile champion in 1964, and a two-time All-American in cross-country at little Wesleyan University in Middletown, CT (graduating in 1968). While there, I roomed in successive years with Jeff Galloway and Bill Rodgers, both of whom went on to become major influences in the running boom of the last 30 years.

While still a senior at Wesleyan, and just 21 years old, I won the 1968 Boston Marathon. Later that year, I ran my best marathon (2:14:29) in Japan.

Brrrr, New Year's Day.
The big break in my life came in 1978, when I was offered the position of East Coast Editor at Runner's World Magazine. I've been with RW ever since, in one position  or another. I feel like a super-lucky, latter-day Lou Gehrig that I've been able to spend the best years of my life in a job that I would do for free (Shhhhh ... don't tell).

These days I run about 25 miles a week for fitness and occasional racing thrills. I figured that I've covered about 103,000 miles in my running career. (For brief stories of other runners who have run more than 100,000 miles, see a little web site I host, www.100kLifetimeMiles.com.)

I often tell people that my proudest accomplishment in running isn't winning Boston but running the annual Manchester (CT) 5-Mile Road Race on Thanksgiving Day for 52 years in a row, 1964 through 2014).

I won Manchester nine times in the old days, but I now consider each successful finish on Thanksgiving Day as far more important than any victories anywhere anytime. (I have another streak, too: I'm part of a wild and wonderful group that runs 5 miles every Jan. 1, and then plunges into the frigid waters of Long Island Sound. It's my favorite day and event of the year.)

In April 2013, I ran the Boston Marathon to celebrate the 45th anniversary of my win in 1968. I was one of the approximately 5000 third-wave runners who got stopped less than a mile from the finish. My initial disappointment turned to fear when I heard about the bomb explosions, because I had family members waiting at the finish. Then to relief when I found out they were unharmed. Then to shock/horror/grief when I learned that many others were not so lucky. I have since run the amazing 2014 "Comback Boston Marathon" and the 2015 Boston (50th anniversary of my first Boston). I'm hoping to run 2016, 2017, and then 2018, which will be the 50th anniversary of my Boston win.

I also ran the 100th in 1996, with my wife. Wouldn't have missed that for anything.
Laura, Cristina, me, Dan, on Block Island, RI.
In summer, 2013, I moved from Emmaus, PA, editorial center of Runner's World magazine, to my old stomping grounds in Mystic, CT. I have two amazing, grown children (Dan and Laura) who are following their own unique paths, and a wife, Cristina, who adds joy and laughter to my life every single day.