Eighteen-week Sprint

I am not a runner. I am a racer, though. It makes sense: The cover of one of the first books I could read on my own—Dr. Seuss’ Go, Dog. Go!—featured a cartoon dog in a race car. But my races are more figurative.

I am not a runner. I am a racer, though. It makes sense: The cover of one of the first books I could read on my own—Dr. Seuss’ Go, Dog. Go!—featured a cartoon dog in a race car. But my races are more figurative.