Guest Post: Felix, I’m Telling You, I See the Irony

Note from the real RiledUpRunner: Below is a guest blog post from a family friend Vaughan, who has forgotten more marathons than I’ll ever run and who writes the best race recaps this runner has ever read. Vaughan came and cheered me on at the Philadelphia Marathon in 2014, but he’s actually been my cheerleader for 31Continue reading “Guest Post: Felix, I’m Telling You, I See the Irony”

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Brooklyn is the New Brooklyn

The Brooklyn Half Marathon didn’t start until 7 a.m. last Saturday, but in the hours leading up to it, my mind was already racing: Am I going to make it to the Prospect Park starting line before bag check closes at the ungodly hour of 6:10 a.m.? Is it going to start pouring mid-race likeContinue reading “Brooklyn is the New Brooklyn”

Against the Wind

I’ve spent all week preparing for my upcoming marathon in every way I know how. I’ve been carb-loading. (“Why yes, deli man, I will top my bagel with a slice of French toast.”) I’ve been staying off my legs. (“Sorry, pregnant lady, I kind of need this subway seat myself.”) I’ve been memorizing the courseContinue reading “Against the Wind”