Baby, It’s Cold Outside

The winter seems to be full of acceptable excuses not to workout. The days are shorter. The Central Park water fountains don’t work. Bathing suit season is still several months away. House of Cards won’t watch itself. And of course, the most tangible excuse to skip winter workouts of all: the world outside my apartment todayContinue reading “Baby, It’s Cold Outside”

Novice No More

Since retiring my XL lounge-pants three years ago and committing myself to the sport of running, I’ve run 37 road races, two sub-4:00 marathons, thousands of miles and nearly out of goldendoodle photos to populate this blog. I wouldn’t call myself a running expert, per se — I only claim expertise in such indisputable areasContinue reading “Novice No More”

Ice Ice Baby

There are a handful of things I’m afraid of all year long – giving blood, centipedes, the monstrosities that will be the new Star Wars trilogy – but at least one of my top trepidations only pops up on a seasonal basis: ice. Don’t get me wrong: There are plenty of appropriate uses for ice,Continue reading “Ice Ice Baby”

The Dreadmill and Me

There are people in this world who swear by treadmills, and while I mean no offense by this, I assume they’re the same kinds of people who swear by lima beans and child trafficking and cats. I realize running on treadmills has its benefits – pacing, convenience, climate and built-in Property Brothers marathons if youContinue reading “The Dreadmill and Me”