Today marked the end of an era. This is the part of my blog where I’d usually make some kind of joke about peanut butter, or about goldendoodles, or about Shawn Hunter, or about any number of my favorite things and/or TGIF crushes, but today is no laughing matter. Today, Runner’s World permanently shut downContinue reading “So Long, Farewell, Auf Wiedersehen, Adieu”
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Get a Move On
The Sharks and the Jets may no longer pachanga down the West Side, but don’t let that fool you: New York City is still a cutthroat place. We push on the subway, we death stare at tourists, and according to reports from the trenches, we are the meanest online daters in the history of theContinue reading “Get a Move On”
M. Night Shyamalan and I Have Some News
You remember that scene in The Saint where a mustachioed man who looks just like Val Kilmer in a mustache rips off his mustache and – to the shock and awe of all those around him – is none other than clean-shaven Val Kilmer, master of disguise? In case you haven’t seen this 1997 cinemagraphicContinue reading “M. Night Shyamalan and I Have Some News”
California Dreaming (on Such a Winters Day)
Rumor has it the East Coast was battered by Winter Storm Juno this past week, but I wouldn’t know: the only Juno I saw was a costume jewelry manufacturer on the corner of Sacramento Street in the heart of San Francisco’s Chinatown. That’s right folks: while my New York and Boston friends were stocking upContinue reading “California Dreaming (on Such a Winters Day)”
My Maine Squeeze
Last week as the temperatures hovered around a blustery 20 degrees, my boyfriend and I decided to do what so many other New Yorkers have done before us: we fled the city for kinder climates. Just kidding. We drove due north. Why, you ask? Because we’re masochists, no doubt, but also because I wanted himContinue reading “My Maine Squeeze”
At Rest
Some experts say that following a marathon, you should rest one full day for every mile you ran, meaning 26 days of recovery. Others say you should rest one full day for every kilometer you ran, meaning 42 days of recovery. I say you should rest one full day for every dog photo you snapped at Thanksgiving the week after the marathon, meaning — let’s be honestContinue reading “At Rest”
The Other Side
On Sunday morning, thousands of New Yorkers took to the streets from Staten Island to Central Park for the TCS New York City Marathon. I was one of them. And it wasn’t easy. Temperatures were in the low 40s. Winds gusted to near 45 mph. The day’s events started early, I hadn’t had enough carbsContinue reading “The Other Side”
Bending the Rules
I’m not the most flexible woman in the world. Hello, understatement of the century. Let me rephrase. I’m probably the least flexible woman in the world when you really break it down. The last time I touched my toes, Balki Bartokomous was still on primetime. My range of movement caps out at the Cha ChaContinue reading “Bending the Rules”
Better Half
By most accounts, my weekend was a pretty uneventful one. Friday, I was in bed by 10 p.m. Saturday, I cooked a low-key dinner for my boyfriend. Today, I did a long run, hobbled to the loveseat and vowed never to stand up again. Speaking of which, hey, Ben, can you toss me a seltzerContinue reading “Better Half”
Hair of the Dog
As I dragged myself from bed this morning after last night’s housewarming to purchase the largest iced coffee of my adult life and curse Dionysus himself, it occurred to me that all these “Life in Your Late 20s” buzzfeed listicles* have it right: bouncing back takes significantly longer as you approach the rightful age ofContinue reading “Hair of the Dog”
Riled Up Runner 