The First Race of 2012

As my bedside alarm went off at the ungodly hour of 6:40 a.m. yesterday – that’s a Saturday morning, people, meaning a day of rest in many religions and a day of sleeping late and ordering in bagels in mine – I couldn’t quite remember whether I liked racing enough to justify the painfully early start. IContinue reading “The First Race of 2012”

Live from New York

I love two things in this world – running and food. (Please ignore that first sentence if you’re my family or boyfriend or every dog in New York City. I’m trying to start this thing on a declarative note.) Running and food are intimately related, as any carb-loading athlete knows, but especially so in myContinue reading “Live from New York”