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
After years of professing my desire to do a triathlon… I’ve finally signed up for a training program. No actual race, but I’ve officially started training. My Midtown friend Sarah and I have spoken about this before and she happened to mention she recently received an email from a training
When you forget (re: choose) to run… So I had every intention of being a good runner this week and to finish out this training session strong. But the weather had other plans and decided to be a jerk. And by jerk I mean really, really rainy! Like the damn
I see the finish line… …well, since our training program is going down in miles, I do! The one pain in my ass (figurative, not literal) is that this training session always runs through my birthday (and Lent). So, some years I sacrifice training to party my little birthday heart
Is it race day yet? I just want to get it over with! HAHA, I still have four weeks, but I just want to get the damn run over with. Seriously, I let training get into my head way too much. I dread the training runs, which leads me to
Lean in…as a friend said! After last week, Katie gave me advice that was awesome. She told me to just ‘lean in’ to life, to running, to everything. Take it as it comes and don’t be hard on yourself. I like that advice and it’s what I plan to do.
So maybe we should hit the re-start button! Sometimes the importance of life just gets in the damn way. Sometimes running just isn’t a priority for the week. In case you forgot what I signed myself up for, read here. This last week, running was the farthest thing from my
Say whaaaat? Yup, you read that correctly. Sunday is the day. Sunday is when I officially start training for the upcoming Blue Diamond Shamrock’n Half Marathon, which goes down on March 13th, 2016. This race is memorable for me for a few reasons. It was my first half marathon in
Dear Napa Marathon, I had the grandest idea of falling in love with you. From the moment I went online to register with giddy and happy anticipation. Anticipation that stemmed from the notion that we must try things more than once, to see if we genuinely like or dislike it.
San. Luis. Obispo. I know I blog/tweet/FB your ear off about this lovely city, but I just can’t get enough of it! I’ll be there in a few, short months and I couldn’t be any more happier. Well, just a little bit since I get to share my favorite city