84 Days

I've never liked training plans. Partly because I have a really hard time following them and I typically hate doing things I'm not good at. And partly because I don't like being told what to do—especially when an inanimate object is doing the telling. But mostly it's that first thing. Despite my general distaste for... Continue Reading →

Confession #3: I’ve fallen and I can’t get up

Oh hey. I'm sure by now you've forgotten all about me and my silly little blog, just hiding over here in our corner of the internet. Sorry about just disappearing like that. Evidently this rut I've fallen into is both all-encompassing and bottomless. Not only have I not been writing for the past few months,... Continue Reading →

Better late than never

I had nearly given up on the idea of ever writing this post. But in the airport bar prior to our flight home from Colorado, I accidentally crossed the oh-so-delicate line between alcohol-induced, sleep-like-a-baby bliss and oh-my-god-will-i-ever-sleep-again agony. This led to me reading all the running magazines I had in my backpack, which then led... Continue Reading →

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