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Yoga: Good for Runners, Especially Those Who are Depressed

A report in today's Time online talks of a study showing yoga can improve mental illnesses, particularly those with mild depression and sleep problems, where another piece in the New York Times shows a link between poor sleep and poor memory. There are a lot of different forms of yoga, and part of its current popularity comes from yoga being marketed now as a fitness regime rather than a different way of life. That distinction helped yoga replace P.E. classes in a local school district's elementary school. It's a controversial decision because some parents saw yoga as a type of spirituality in conflict with their own children's religious values, rather than just another way to stretch, tone and burn calories. But the school board wants to see if it gets more children to be active, and if it really does work on such psychiatric disorders as ADHD, then maybe it's worth it. But those who've stuck with a yoga practice know that if done correctly, there's a

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About that Library Encounter

To those who wondered what I did when I encountered a well known San Diego disc jockey and 80s singer at my public library branch : I didn't ignore my germs and unkempt appearance and approach them. As I mentioned earlier, I had a really bad cold, which turned out to be a bronchial flu, and planned to just pop my due library book with its freshly Lysoled plastic cover in the Book Return bin and be gone. Then along came two people, one whom I had met and the other who I heard on the radio over the years, especially this song , and I couldn't help myself. So I pretended to look at some magazines and watched them through the stacks, just like in the movies. Only I couldn't really see them and I felt really, really stupid. So I left without saying anything, thinking they must be here at this time to avoid any encounters like the one I was contemplating. And from now on, I'll at least wash my face before I visit my local library. While I am at least mentally in the s

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Why Must We Always Meet This Way

You are working from home because you're sick, but not yet sick enough to stay under the covers. Actually, you are very sick and running on Dayquil fumes, which your fever is about to breach. Before you do call it a work day, you decide to return a book due tomorrow to the library across the street. You look like you feel, wearing poorly fitting sweats, a red nose and sunglasses to hide your puffy eyes. You showered earlier but, honestly, no one can tell. You may also smell of Lysol wipes ... or worse. As you head to Book Returns, in walks a local radio celebrity (most people from San Diego would recognize at least the name and maybe the voice) and a woman you are 85%* sure was in a very popular band in the 1980s. She still has that aura to her, and he's mentioned her on the air and to you personally when you appeared on his show about 8 years ago. You remember he lives in your suburb, so the encounter makes a little more sense. And, you still listen to his show faithfull

What's a 'Safe' Distance from the Finish?

News outlets announced yesterday that they are changing the San Diego Rock 'n' Roll marathons finish to Petco Park -- news that is sure to please just about everyone . I worked the final aid station the first year the marathon course changed from the MCRD near the airport to SeaWorld, and it was universally panned. And I'd run the marathon for consecutive years prior. The next year the organizers added the half marathon, which greatly diluted the crowd circling Fiesta Island before the final push. And last year it dwindled even more, with the half marathoners now sounding the horn that SeaWorld sucks as a finish point. (Finishing on the backside of DisneyWorld during its marathon does too, I might add from experience.) But that's not why I'm writing this post. There's a comment from the SDTC coach in the article, saying that seeing the finish line from a couple miles out made those last miles even more difficult. “At 23 miles, all you want to do is f

Let Me Just Tidy Up a Bit

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Those familiar with my personal history might remember that shortly before my wedding, I got “lukewarm feet.” I loved my fiancĂ© and wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. But I didn’t love where he lived in rural North Carolina. Nor was I keen on his friends, who would have to become my friends since I was leaving behind everything and everyone. There we were sitting across from each other at a Pizza Hut when he won me back with one name: San Francisco. He explained that this place was temporary and that we had a lot of better options a year from now, like San Francisco. I’d never been to San Francisco or any point west of Virginia, but I knew it was a big, big city filled with lots of culture and smart people. I didn’t know it felt like winter even in July. Well, we never moved to San Francisco. Still, I thought back to that conversation almost 27 years ago as I helped my older daughter and her boyfriend move into an apartment near Golden Gate Park. It’s a n

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