Everyone knows that I'm a runner. It's not that I'm remarkably great at it, at least not anymore. But it's a thing that I do, and have done, for a better part of my life. It wasn't until I moved to New York City--where it's pretty tough to get by with fewer than 3 jobs (especially adjunct teaching jobs)--that I turned to running for income. I led group runs around Brooklyn and Manhattan, and I learned about the biomechanics of feet. In my 20+ years of pounding the pavement, I've broken most of my metatarsals and strained a good number of muscles: so I decided to try to help people avoid that. I started working part-time for JackRabbit Sports: what I discovered was a pretty amazing network of people--many of them artists with other careers and goals--all of them interested in running. But alas, change happens: JackRabbit was bought out, most of the great people left, and the focus is now on the numbers a lot more than on the community and helping people find their fit. But the New York Times published an article today, about choosing the right running shoe. They're throwing a lot of what we know about pronation and science out the window: maybe that's a good thing. Maybe sometimes we study something to death and figure out exactly why it should work, and then it still doesn't. Maybe we should always be focused on what just feels good, and what makes us feel strong and necessary. Maybe sometimes we need to break a few bones in order to know how to heal.