beach – Riled Up Runner

Run If By Land

When you like two things separately, it only makes sense you’ll love them doubly together. You know what I mean: Like peanut butter and chocolate? You’ll love Reese’s cups. Like animals and football? You’ll love the Puppy Bowl. Like Muppets and Apple products? You’ll love FaceTiming with your niece in Hawaii, even if she doesn’tContinue reading “Run If By Land “

Choice Words

Anything can sound impressive if you add enough adjectives. Take my student newspaper, for example. We weren’t the oldest newspaper in the country. We weren’t the oldest college newspaper in the country. Heck, we weren’t even the oldest college newspaper published on a weekly basis in the country. But we were the oldest continuously-published collegeContinue reading “Choice Words”

Mowgli Never Ran a Marathon

My healthy lifestyle mantra traditionally centers round five core tenets: drink plenty of water, eat more fresh produce, get lots of sleep, limit my alcohol intake and exercise daily. My routine in India also centered around five core tenets, but with some minor tweaks: don’t drink the water, avoid all produce, stay up ’til dawn,Continue reading “Mowgli Never Ran a Marathon”

Swagger in My Step

Modesty may be a virtue, but much like cleanliness and temperance, it tends to be a bit overrated. As children, we were allowed – nay, encouraged – to share news of our accomplishments with the world. From swim meets to spelling bees to performing the full eight-minute rendition of ‘My Heart Will Go On’ atContinue reading “Swagger in My Step”

Murphy’s Law

You know those weekends when everything that could possibly go wrong does? Like you wake up early for your 11-mile long run and it’s excruciatingly hot out? Or a surprise Nor’easter forces you inside for two straight days? Or the friends you’re traveling with turn out to be absolutely no fun whatsoever? Yes, you knowContinue reading “Murphy’s Law”

Her Name is Rio and She Dances on the Sand

Two weeks ago, I was pretty pleased with my Dallas, Texas, hotel room view. And what’s not to like? Space-needle-like architecture, didn’t overlook a public landfill, smelled slightly of barbecue and came complete with a dramatic sunrise or sunset, although I now couldn’t tell you which one. After years of opting for the local Bates Motel in anContinue reading “Her Name is Rio and She Dances on the Sand”

Vacationing on Vieques

I’ve been home from Vieques, Puerto Rico, for nearly 18 hours, but I’ve been putting off writing the following recap because to do so would be to concede that I am no longer on vacation. (Other telltale signs that my Caribbean escape has come to a close? I’m dressed in layers and there’s not aContinue reading “Vacationing on Vieques”

Maintaining Fitness in Margaritaville

This morning, my boyfriend and I are off to the island of Puerto Rico, which I can only assume in Spanish means “more fried plantains, please.” I’ve been to Puerto Rico twice before — in 2008 for the spring break of a lifetime with the creepiest friends I know and just last year for aContinue reading “Maintaining Fitness in Margaritaville”