Today, Ron Burgundy and I are finding ourselves in a glass case of (mixed) emotions. On one hand, I dominated the NYRR Gridiron Classic (4M) this morning and – despite what I thought would be a detrimentally slow first mile – crossed the finish line at 31:36 and knocked my expected 8:30 race pace outContinue reading “Gridiron Classic Recap or: Why I’m a Terrible New Yorker”
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Running Alone
I ran nearly 1,000 miles last year, and if my memory serves me, all but 23 of them were logged as a party of one. There’s something wondrously unrestricting about running solo: I determine my wake-up time, I determine my route, I determine my pace and I determine which bagel shop to use as theContinue reading “Running Alone”
Race Plans for the New Year
At noon today, my mother and I took a two-minute break from our respective workdays to simultaneously register for the Irish Sprint 10K in Quantico in March. How cute, you may be thinking. A mother-daughter jaunt in the spring Virginia air. It’s true that my mother and I are, in fact, an adorable running pair.Continue reading “Race Plans for the New Year”
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”
Riled Up Runner 