I’ve reached an age* where nearly everything can make me cry. *Just kidding, I’ve always been like this. Seriously though, it doesn’t matter whether the event is big or small, happy or sad. Practically any wave of emotion will turn on the waterworks, and the variety of experiences that can set me off is downrightContinue reading “Exorcising (Exercising?) My Demons”
Category Archives: Running
The Game Plan
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: they said the one word that makes God laugh is “plans.” (I think we can all agree the word “fjord” is also pretty funny — that is, unless you’re on the receiving end of it in a high-stakes Scrabble match. But I digress.) I’m a natural-bornContinue reading “The Game Plan”
“Wendy, Michael, John! Tinkerbelle, c’mon!”
If you were to ask me why I run, I could give you any number of predictable and entirely true answers. I run because it helps keep my weight in check. I run because it allows me to work through my anxiety in a healthy way. I run because it grants me precious alone timeContinue reading ““Wendy, Michael, John! Tinkerbelle, c’mon!””
Back Up Plans
Every runner I’ve ever met has a mantra that loops on repeat in their heads as they tackle the toughest parts of training. Something encouraging to calm their minds, reset their focus and push themselves through a challenging segment. Phrases like: One mile at a time. You’re tougher than the rest. Everything is temporary, including this haircut. ForContinue reading “Back Up Plans”
No Means No: The Brooklyn Half Story
I’m not going to sugar coat it for you: At least 70 percent of being a runner is talking yourself into doing things you don’t want to do. I don’t want to run 4 miles before work, but I’m going to make myself. I don’t want to cut happy hour short, but I’m going to makeContinue reading “No Means No: The Brooklyn Half Story”
2015 Marathon Recap: An Uphill Battle
In case you happened to be one of the people who saw me sobbing at the finish line of the NYC marathon yesterday in waves of disappointment (I’m talking to you, concerned German finisher with the judgy eyes), you should know upfront that the day wasn’t all bad. Yes, I failed to match my marathonContinue reading “2015 Marathon Recap: An Uphill Battle”
Raring to Go
If you’ve asked me any time in the past few weeks whether I’m excited about tomorrow’s marathon, I probably told you no. I may have said I’m not excited because of my recurring shin pain, or I’m not excited because I doubt I’ll finish in under 4 hours, or I’m not excited because I’ve beenContinue reading “Raring to Go”
The Big Day
This past weekend marked a significant milestone that’s been enthusiastically circled on my calendar for months. No, I’m not talking about watching my little brother marry the woman he loves. And no, I’m not talking about getting the angels back together. And no, I’m not talking about spending 48 hours with the cutest ring bearerContinue reading “The Big Day”
Good and Ready
When I tell people I’m training for the New York City Marathon, I get one of four responses. Cool. Is this your first? (Nope, it’s my second NYC and my fourth overall. Please don’t let your face drop in disappointment when I reveal I’ve done this before: I’m still excited like a butterball turkey whoContinue reading “Good and Ready”
Ever So Much More Than Twenty
At the risk of sounding like a Buzzfeed listicle, the signs that I’m no longer in my early- or even mid-20s are frightfully abundant. I get excited when people cancel plans so I can be in bed by 9:30 p.m. Those rare nights I do stay out late drinking (also known as weddings), I stickContinue reading “Ever So Much More Than Twenty”
Riled Up Runner 