I am a runner—a reluctant runner. After nearly three decades of pounding the streets, my runner’s high has reached an all-time low, and unless I am filled to the brim with caffeine, I mostly grin and bear it, and wait for my run to be...
I was telling someone this story the other day and I thought that you all may find it just as interesting. Last year, on one of my retreats I spent a week in Assisi, Italy. If you ever get to Italy this is one town you have to...
