I’ve always joked about it….we all joke about it… But I need to stop. I think everyone should stop. It happened with my first break up in 2005. I lost some weight, cried some, and did not know how to handle my sadness of ending a six-year relationship with my
I always appreciate this day, regardless of how running is going in my life. I could have sworn it was called #NationalRunningDay, but I guess not. I looked back to last years post and it was Global Running Day too. 2016 also had the same new name. Old habits die
I didn’t realize it’s been F O U R years since I’ve run this race. I literally thought I ran it two years ago. But, NO! I think I remember why. I actually love the reason this race exists. Women ONLY race in my favorite city, Sacramento. That’s pretty rad.
Three disciplines that create one race! What sick bastard thought this up? Bwahaha! To be fair, most of these ideas are not original, but I was asked not to credit said person I learned this info from. Well to be fair, some was learned from said person and some were
Still humbled, staying humble… …and halfway through. I better stop slacking, cause week 4 is right upon me and I haven’t even gotten through week 3 on the blog. My training hasn’t really progressed in any particular way. I still hit Midtown as much as I can per week, sprinkling
I am a Marathoner! This has been a long time coming, so please bear with me as this recap will most likely be a mini novela! Earliest wake-up call known to man! So I knew I had to be at the Parentals by 4:45AM to make it to the bus by