ain't nobody got time for sitting still
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 →
The update Giving up sweet, delicious baked things for two weeks turned out to be a lot less awful than I anticipated. I did whine every time Tim ate cookies, but I never caved in and ate one myself...even when I baked them for him! I did cheat a tiny bit, though. There were a... Continue Reading →
About a month and a half ago, I decided that if I could get down to 125 pounds by race day, I'd have a better chance of finishing/not dying somewhere between mile 15 and the end. So I started to keep a little food journal (which really does work surprisingly well, and also helped me... Continue Reading →
