When my people celebrate National Running Day, we like to get started early. And mix things up. Because running requires strength on top of cardio. And this our holiday. We were going to celebrate the hell out of it. I can't remember exactly how the idea came about. These days it usually starts with Skratch … Continue reading Our National Running Day
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Psht. We Totally Had It
So, y'all know that Rogue and I haven't been ... how do you say it ... Training? I mean we don't ever really train in the traditional sense. But if we know we've committed to a race, we'll ramp up our mileage a bit. All of a sudden. Kind of hurky jerky. And call it … Continue reading Psht. We Totally Had It
Claw Hands
Yesterday morning my co-worker walked into the office carrying a big bowl of cherries. And announced, to me, that she is allergic to cherries. And that she would then commence eating them. All of them. Because they are her favorite. She followed that announcement up with the declaration that she never eats them alone. I … Continue reading Claw Hands
Call Me Coach
I remember the first time one of my girls called me coach when I saw her out at the store. It was a powerful moment. I have a pretty strong reaction to being left out. Like, unreasonably strong. It's an issue. I know. Plus I'm also one of these awkward introverts that really likes to … Continue reading Call Me Coach
Hi-Dee-Hoe’n With The Crew
Guess who's sweeping the lower 10 miles of the CtC marathon? Yeah. Stop laughing. I'm feeling pretty confident about it. I successfully led a group through the Hi-Dee-Hoe Loop yesterday morning. I did. Except by successfully led, I mean that I was forced out in front and stopped at all intersections (and maybe even a … Continue reading Hi-Dee-Hoe’n With The Crew
RPM Death Clicks
I awoke this morning to this little girl sidled up alongside my back using my body as a bunker as she smacked the biggest cat on the butt and called him names. That's not the way you want to wake up. Because biggest cat is eventually gonna hit his boiling point and turn around to … Continue reading RPM Death Clicks
We Do Work, Though
I keep looking down at my hands. Expecting to see blood. I have this former co-worker. Let's call her The Betrayer. That I hadn't really seen in a lot of years. Until I showed up to PlayFITStayFIT and there she was. And I thought we were cool, you know? Like maybe I knew I wasn't … Continue reading We Do Work, Though
Spartan Kids Beasted Me
I just spent the last 28 minutes lying on my living room floor. Cats started collecting on me five minutes in. After the third cat, I decided it was time to move myself to the couch. Now I'm lying here slathered in Deep Blue Rub with an ice pack under my right shoulder eating ibuprofen … Continue reading Spartan Kids Beasted Me
Spartans Don’t Race Alone
This has been my view for the last 9 hours. It's 90 degrees out here. I want desperately to be on that mountain. Any mountain. Hell, I'd take a flat trail at this point. But these Spartan Kids Races, y'all. I was happy to see the same Spartan crew there as last year. Knucklehead: "I … Continue reading Spartans Don’t Race Alone
A Promiseland Parallel Run
I'm not sure it's actually parallel. Because geometry. I'm not even sure where Promiseland is in relation to Day Creek. This is just where they sent us to keep us out of the way. I'm out here wandering around Day Creek Trailhead while I wait for Rogue to get here. Just looking for a gate. … Continue reading A Promiseland Parallel Run
Shine My Way 