About pep

That was me, today: The Straggler. Despite a healthy head start, the rest of the group soon caught (and passed) me. After I paused to peel...

I was excited at the prospect of exploring new territory. [Sort of.] The skies were clear at home—unlike yesterday, when a winter fog had ...

I was having trouble summoning any holiday spirit in the Bay Area this year. No desire to hear the music. No interest in baking cookies. I e...

I'd walked through that tunnel on Saturday, transferring from the R line to the C. Like thousands of other people, that day and every da...

I'd reserved Sunday for a family visit. Perhaps, I suggested, we could take a walk on the boardwalk and enjoy an early dinner. Yes, ...

Luckily I'd re-checked the forecast when I was packing on Thursday night. Snow! On Saturday! (Not Tuesday, per earlier forecasts.) I b...

I miss NYC at Christmastime. I miss NYC at other times, too. But especially at Christmastime. When I was a child, it was a regular treat...