The Unbreakable Jessie Diggins

On a ripe June morning at the base of Stratton Mountain in Vermont, Jessie Diggins is squatting down in the dirt and lifting a volleyball-size boulder to her chest. Then the power-packed 5-foot-4-inch Olympic cross country skier suddenly springs up and heaves the rock high into the air like a shot put. No one marks the distance of her throw. No fans are there cheering her on. Diggins is simply grinding...

 

Of Fathers and Son and iPods

A few years ago, I bought my son Murphy an iPod for Christmas. Technology, specifically hand held music devices and cell phones, had advanced so quickly in the last couple of years that I’d fallen a bit behind. So, I foolishly thought that by buying Murphy the iPod we could cross my sea of idiocy together and have some solid father and son bonding time, connecting my...

Fat Jogger

Parents are the genetic blueprints for their children and, physically, at least, I’m a carbon copy of my family’s patriarch. While my dad is a charming chap with a handsome mug, he’s also built like a keg on legs. Forget about the wry sense of humor and steel-toed work ethic he passed on to me. The true and everlasting inheritance I received from my dad is a stout torso propped up by scrawny chicken legs. What can I say? We’re not the Kennedys....

 

My Obituary

Todd Smith’s Coolness passed away without grace or dignity at precisely 11:07 a.m. on Nov. 19, 2011. The location of death was a kiosk in the Southdale shopping mall in Edina, Minn., where Smith bought an electric trimmer for nose and ear hair. Smith’s Coolness was 29 years old when it lost its brave battle with Lameness, and is preceded in death by Smith’s long-lost Athletic Ability, Rational Thinking, Rock-hard Abs and Youthful Good Looks...

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