I'm on labor and delivery now. Just delivered my second of the rotation, this one had a cord around his neck. It's not nearly as anxiety provoking an experience as it was as an intern, but I guess that is the idea.

In the Spring of  2002, busy college student, husband, father, and Kansas City resident Matthew Westhoff called his older brother John (then living in Arkansas) and suggested that they use Matt's free airline vouchers to meet in Chicago and run 26.2 miles together.  The casual observer might be tempted to suggest a "better" use for a couple of free flights (i.e. one that does not involve pain)--but that would be a mistake. With Matt's curiosity piqued by John's Marathon debuts at Mississippi and Nashville, John seized the opportunity for fraternal-bonding-through-shared-suffering and maybe--just maybe, the chance to win a convert within his own family to the mystery, wonder and Zen-like state of heightened awareness achieved by long-distance running (not to mentioned the health benefits).  And so it began--abandoning their wives and children, the brothers  set out to go where no (Westhoff) brothers had gone before.  This is their story.

It's remarkable how cyclic I am. My interest and involvement in the internet seems to run in meta-cycles of about six months. I'm feeling the itch now to pick up where I had left off. I had this idea when I was a GMO that I would come back and keep everyone up to date on my life-as-a-resident via my webpage. It hasn't worked out, mostly because when I am not working I have found that there are few things I would rather be doing than sleep. In fact, on some rotations, I feel that way WHEN I am working.

Oy I've been busy--but I'm still here!

Check out my latest project, the Rackham Family Fitness Challenge.