Where I recap my second take at the Harrisburg Marathon

About two years ago, I started running, and I’ve thought back on that time a lot lately. Back then, it was purely about health – getting myself to move, committing to a “better me.” I promised that I wouldn’t, ever, care about my time – I’d go further and further and further. I’d find my… Continue reading Where I recap my second take at the Harrisburg Marathon

Where I fast forward 72 hours to my next marathon

In 72 hours, I’ll start. Left foot, right foot, left foot right foot. My playlist hasn’t been set yet. My strategy will be the same as ever: just get to the end. Keep going. Two years ago, if you had told me that I was staring down my third marathon, I’d truly have laughed at… Continue reading Where I fast forward 72 hours to my next marathon

Where I say “whoops” after looking at the calendar

This weekend was, basically, the last weekend for a “long run” before the marathon. So, naturally, we got about a foot of snow while the calendar still read “October,” and running in a wintery mix is not exactly what I wanted to do. So, I bag a run on Saturday and then, against my better… Continue reading Where I say “whoops” after looking at the calendar

Where I contemplate a full day to myself.

I’m really freaking tired. The past two weeks have had me working my regular job, moving offices at said job, going through tech week of Guys & Dolls, playing six performances of Guys & Dolls, trying to figure out how I’ll approach my project for National Novel Writer’s Month, working on some behind-the-scenes magic for… Continue reading Where I contemplate a full day to myself.