I just spent the last two hours reading The Road by Cormac McCarthy. Really kind of enjoying the book. I've got a thing for post-apocalyptic fiction. Around page 63, I took a break. Went to update my progress in my Goodreads app. For the same reason I add my strength workouts to my Strava manually. … Continue reading One Hour Rest Day
The Gym Life Chose Me
"Stop whining. You chose this." "I didn't choose the gym life. The gym life chose me." And it chose the hell outta me this week. Because after my last post, after Beautiful Beastie worked my arms to the point of uselessness, Skratch and J-Vicious both dared me to go to Arm Day. So obviously I … Continue reading The Gym Life Chose Me
Our National Running Day
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
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
Brand New Symptoms
I spent the first 12 minutes of my workday crawling around the parking lot yesterday morning. PMS is real. And that bitch ain't playin. There's a correlation. Women know. Because each phase of our monthly cycle has its own set of symptoms. It ain't all just cramps and bloating. And the irresistible urge to begin … Continue reading Brand New Symptoms
Out-Awkwarded
I met my soulmate tonight, y'all. It was magical. It all started when I went to get my hair done. I was supposed to be spending the money on new running shoes. But I can't decide which shoes to buy. And I can definitely decide on which grey hair I don't want. So I just … Continue reading Out-Awkwarded
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
Shine My Way 