Thank You Kindly

As is my tradition post-turkey coma, I spent the Thanksgiving weekend thinking about all the things I’m grateful for. I’m thankful for my family and friends’ good health. I’m thankful for a loving first year of marriage. I’m thankful shy little Lucille has finally started to express herself freely. Despite the divided political climate, theContinue reading “Thank You Kindly”

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Giving Thanks: A Full Fall

Happy Thanksgiving, you gorgeous land mermaids, you. Who is this, you ask? I’m the runner who used to blog in this space but have accidentally been MIA for more than a month now. Surprise! I didn’t die! Even if Nov. 8 brought me precipitously close… Why have I gone missing, only to resurface on theContinue reading “Giving Thanks: A Full Fall”

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”

Rule Breaker

I tend to think of rules as falling into two distinct categories: the unbreakable vow variety of Severus-Narcissa fame and the bendable, grey-area ones that are more like suggestions than hard and fast canon. Deciding which rules are breakable and which have some flexibility is a very individual choice, but for me, the line fallsContinue reading “Rule Breaker”

Naked Ambition

I’ve made a lot of questionable wardrobe choices since launching my running career, from cat ears to tutus to goldendoodle handbags. But there’s at least one growing workout trend I’ve yet to try: Streaking.   “And it’s going to stay that way, young lady!” I hear my father saying now as he replaces the flatteringContinue reading “Naked Ambition”

Back on Track, Again

As I walked in on my brother’s dog polishing off an entire crockpot of gravy suspiciously left at mutt-level during post-Thanksgiving clean-up, it became immediately clear that she and I are related. Sure, I might not down a gallon of turkey grease in one fell swoop if left unsupervised in the garage,* but without constantContinue reading “Back on Track, Again”