They tell you to shoot for the moon because if you miss, you’ll still be among the stars. I’ve seen Gravity, though, and I know overshooting the moon didn’t work out so well for Mr. Clooney. Likewise, overshooting when it comes to fitness goals is a dangerous endeavor. At best, setting a lofty goal andContinue reading “Goaling, Goaling, Gone”
Category Archives: Running
Boston Strong
Though I’ve never spent more than a handful of weekends there over the course of my life, the city of Boston has always had a soft spot in my heart. In college, Boston was the airport that helped me return to my beautiful campus in the great state of Maine. On my 23rd birthday, BostonContinue reading “Boston Strong”
History Lesson
When I reflect back on my formative years, it becomes clear that earlier versions of me made some pretty terrible judgment calls. My 2006 self believed driving from Maine to Orlando overnight was a wise travel decision. My 1995 self thought “party dude” Michelangelo would make the best Ninja Turtle husband. My 1991 self dressedContinue reading “History Lesson”
Sole Mates
I spent years of my life searching for my perfect match. When I was younger, my stipulations were simple indeed — fun, amusing, low-maintenance – but as I’ve learned more about myself and my needs, my priorities have changed. I began looking for stability, support, durability – a partner who would be in it forContinue reading “Sole Mates”
Higher Calling
Not quite a novice but by no means an expert, I clock in at around “mid-level” when it comes to many things in life. Spanish skills? Mid-level. Cooking skills? Mid-level. Spooning skills? Mid-level, unlike my niece, who is apparently a big-spoon connoisseur. The label “mid-level” is particularly apt when describing my running abilities. While I’veContinue reading “Higher Calling”
Showing Up
They say you miss 100 percent of the shots you never take, but as someone who gave up taking shots after her 27th birthday, I can assure you that this aging body isn’t missing them one little bit. Oh, it’s a sports idiom? I see. Carry on then. When it comes to athletic feats, WayneContinue reading “Showing Up”
Novice No More
Since retiring my XL lounge-pants three years ago and committing myself to the sport of running, I’ve run 37 road races, two sub-4:00 marathons, thousands of miles and nearly out of goldendoodle photos to populate this blog. I wouldn’t call myself a running expert, per se — I only claim expertise in such indisputable areasContinue reading “Novice No More”
Talk is Cheap
In most situations, talk is a good thing. Peace talks are the first step toward armistice in the Middle East. A pep talk is generally the best way to talk some sense into someone. Pillow talk is one of my favorite things to do in bed besides sleep and eat crackers. What can I say?Continue reading “Talk is Cheap”
Resolution Revision
I could come up with a whole host of excuses why my first race of the new year was nearly six minutes slower than my 10K PR. The roads were icy. The humidity was harsh. I’d stayed out too late the evening before drinking cider, playing Jenga and forcing my friend Davy to wear aContinue reading “Resolution Revision”
January Firsts
The year 2013 brought a lot of firsts for me. I traveled to India. I started a new job. I taught a goldendoodle the ways of the force. I went to my first NBA game, ran my first color run, went on my first pirate booze cruise and marched in my first New York CityContinue reading “January Firsts”
Riled Up Runner 