A Run Too Short

My Brother’s Death Reminds Me to Cherish Life

Photo by JSKruse

Wednesday morning I paused to consider whether going out for my morning jog was really a good idea. Sometimes my shyness immobilizes me — the image of heading out the door in running attire holds me back. That wasn’t the reason for my hesitation. Occasionally, morbid fantasies of death on the trail haunt me. They arose in 1984, when Jim Fixx, whose Complete…