Why I’m Running

I think there’s something in New Providence’s water supply. Seriously, when I look through my Facebook friends (specifically people I went to high school with), there is a seriously disproportionate number of serious athletes. Marathon runners, triathletes, cyclists, distance swimmers, cross-country skiers, rock climbers . . . you name the grueling event, I can point… Continue reading Why I’m Running

I Won Something!

I started running on my own. I did it for me (well, I started a little bit for Megan, who talked me into my first 5k), but I made myself a promise that I wouldn’t care about other runners. I’d always be slow – I would never concentrate on winning…if I finish an event, it… Continue reading I Won Something!

The Mud Run

As I get closer and closer to the marathon, each run gains a bit more importance. I need to remember my posture. I need to keep my breathing in check. I need to take closer inventory of my body. Now, I’ve learned to really love running, but there is a bit of an element of… Continue reading The Mud Run

Meditation

I come in from the run, sweat pouring down my body, and switch the shower on. I disrobe. I’m nude, unadorned – my thoughts are my only armor. I climb in and sit in the Lotus Position, letting the water fall around me. I close my eyes. Breathing in with my nose, feeling my body… Continue reading Meditation

When things are going well

I have not forgotten about this blog. The issue is, when things are going according to plan, it’s really boring to write about. “I ran 10 miles this morning before work”. “I ran 18 miles on a Saturday morning”. My training is going well, my diet is working. My “healthy” stuff, well, is boring. But,… Continue reading When things are going well

Vacation: eating poorly, sleeping oddly, drinking lots, and bloody nipples

Well, hello my trusty followers (yes the hardy half-dozen of you). I’ve been on vacation . . . from work, from twitter, from the blog, from most everything. I spent last week at Chincoteague Island, VA with the family, and extended family, and their friends and family. All in all there were twenty-two of us… Continue reading Vacation: eating poorly, sleeping oddly, drinking lots, and bloody nipples