Shoe In

I’ve just done something so unlike me I’ll probably end up on some kind of FBI watch list.

  • No, I didn’t eat a head of celery.
  • No, I didn’t adopt a cat.
  • No, I didn’t give Lucille the night off on Halloween.

I did something far more out of character: I packed for a weekend away and left my running shoes behind.

For the past six years, my Asics and I have been virtually inseparable. I’ve brought pairs everywhere, from Hong Kong and Mongolia to Australia and Greece, and no matter the time zone, I’d always find time to squeeze out a few on-the-road miles.

I love running while traveling, since it’s a great way to learn a new city and burn off the croissant weight that every red-eye inevitably brings. But I also know the power of rest, and this weekend during a quick trip to London, I’m granting myself that rare gift.

To be fair, I assume “rest” in this case really means a lot of pints and some late night pies, not actually putting my tired legs up and relaxing, but I’ll take what I can get.

Good luck, New York marathoners! Will be toasting you across the pond.

London, England: here we come!

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