Author: yardenfrankl

  • March 24, 2014: When the Race is Over

    I ran the Jerusalem Marathon a few days ago. I put everything I had into that race and finished with a time I was proud of. It was my strongest effort ever. But now the race is over. I close my eyes and think about an extremely long, sometimes exhilarating, but more often painful, journey. […]

  • January 20, 2014: A Park for Stella

    I don’t write much about Stella any more. That it no way reflects how I feel. I love her just as much today as I did when she was alive. And I will for the rest of my life. It’s just back then, writing was good therapy. I was able to share my terror, my […]

  • December 26, 2013: Sweet Rhapsody

    Some people might say that I shouldn’t keep looking at Stella’s pictures. It will just make it harder to move on. And others might say that maybe I shouldn’t keep blogging about Stella. That maybe the blog simply becomes an online shrine and I the caretaker. Perhaps I shouldn’t dwell on reminders of her absence […]

  • December 17, 2013: Learning to Run Slow

    I don’t do slow. It’s not a brag. I will say up front, that there’s busloads of guys (written as gender inclusive cause “gals” has always sounded corny to me) who can kick my butt in a run. So when I saw I don’t do slow, I’m not making out to be the Jewish Usain […]

  • December 13, 2013: Stella’s Snow

    There are not many things that Stella disliked. In fact, the only two that I can think of is that she was uncomfortable with attention directed at her (a trait that I admittedly lack,) and she hated when people were sad. So the funeral would have upset her since so many sad people came together […]

  • December 11, 2013: Getting Back on

    Unlike the last blog post, the following actually happened the way I am writing it. A few years ago, Lawrence and I were zipping down the Bat Ayin trail on our bikes. It’s a very steep, fast, and technical trail. I am much better at endurance and climbing than finesse. He was, as usual, way […]

  • December 8, 2013: Crashing

    You’re riding through the desert and on top of the world. Everything is going perfect. You feel at one with the bike. The air is crisp and cool and you revel in the understanding that you are having an experience that very few will ever understand. You hammer away at the pedals, up and down […]

  • December 5, 2013: Rainy Day

    We’re back home in Neve Daniel. While it was sunny at the Dead Sea, there is a cold, pounding Neve Daniel rain outside. It’s dark and gloomy. And so am I. Ever notice how many kids’ movies revolve around the theme of kids whose mothers die? Thought I had picked out a fun movie to […]

  • December 2, 2013: Voice from the Hills

    Amazing what a night’s sleep (even if medicated) can do for you. That and a good run. I ran today. I ran the length of Ein Bokek and then some. Twelve kilometers at a fast — at least for me — pace. In Ein Bokek, you run by ancient stony mountains that have stood over […]

  • December 1, 2013: Alone

    Do you know the most enjoyment you can get out of a delicious cake? It’s not what you think, unless you really think. We’re at one of the best hotels at the Dead Sea, maybe one of the best in Israel. I thought it would be great to get away from the dark cloud that […]