Four hours, 30 minutes was my goal for my first marathon. For a first-time marathoner, I was warned that my only goal should be to finish, but I’m stubborn and my long training runs were averaging a 9:30-minute pace, so … Continue reading
Some things are better done with a partner like back scratching, moving furniture, potty training, eating a pan of brownies and taking young children to the doctor for vaccinations. Some would argue that running is also done better with a … Continue reading
I like to watch The World’s Strongest Man competition. There is just something fascinating about seeing a human being flip huge tires over and throw heavy barrels around. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that it’s the … Continue reading
I have a confession to make. I am a habitual competitor. Yes, I may as well have a permanent bib number tattooed to my chest. For me, the aisles at Walmart are nothing more than a series of 200-meter tracks, … Continue reading
Expect the worst. Hope for the best. This is my new mantra. I’m thinking about printing a line of T-shirts with that saying across the chest.
I told my friend, Cindi, I wouldn’t call myself slow (or fat), so I won’t. But just so you know, there were turtles running in molasses that passed me up as I participated in my first-ever half-marathon Saturday at Thanksgiving … Continue reading