My wish to run again came true, but perhaps I should have been a bit more specific. I survived the bone bruise. I survived the rehab. I survived hours of physical therapy and countless one-legged squats, and now I can run! Hooray! Except not very well. I’m back on the trail, but it’s ugly. Although … Continue reading Both Sides Now
For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to do more. I joined every club in school, signed up for too many committees at work, and found ways to stretch the limits of what a person can accomplish in 24 hours. I have a tendency to overcommit myself, but the truth is I enjoy … Continue reading Enough
I’m running again. It’s wonderful. I’m slow as ever and turn red faster than usual, but I’m doing the damn thing. That said, rebuilding is a humbling process. Taking a few months off has me back at square one, and starting over is rough. I survived the eight week healing period (which actually ended up … Continue reading Physical Therapy. Physical Torture.
Since getting injured in April, running's role in my life has changed dramatically. I went from intense training to medical visits to rehab and now the slow road of recovery. As much as I would have loved to PR in the Eugene Marathon with "Eye of the Tiger" playing as I crossed the finish line, … Continue reading Tiny Anthem
Few things are more satisfying to me than having a plan and seeing it through to completion. I thrive with an agenda, and I’m baffled how anyone accomplishes anything without Excel spreadsheets and To-Do lists. Beyond that, I like tangible results and being able to look back and see what I’ve done. I take before … Continue reading Flecti Non Frangi
Had 2019 gone according to plan, I would have pushed myself all spring with the goal of setting a personal record at the end of April. I would have woken up early every Saturday to run increasingly long distances. I would have followed my training map diligently with a culmination of a gloriously fast 26.2. … Continue reading Detour
The end of the year practically demands introspection. I've never been one for life-changing expectations when flipping the page of a calendar, but I can certainly appreciate taking a few moments to reflect on the past while setting intentions for the future. 2018 was a challenging year -- both the good kind of challenge that … Continue reading Miles Ahead
During the coldest months of the year, runners everywhere are streaking. As a quick translation for the non-runners, streaking means running at least one mile every day for as long a streak as possible. Runners treat this as a badge of honor, boasting about hitting 100, 500, 1000 day streaks, and streaking becomes especially popular … Continue reading Everybody’s Going Streaking
It's no secret that I'm slow. Through the years I've done a lot to process my ever-changing body, and for the most part I've come to terms with my speed. However that doesn't mean I want to give up all together. There's a difference between accepting your current situation and accepting it as your eternal … Continue reading Slowly Getting Faster
It's been two and a half weeks since Chicago, which in 2018 time means it feels like 84 years. The marathon was somehow yesterday and also a lifetime ago, and I've spent the last 18 days reflecting on the ups and downs of a notoriously flat race. A destination race is wonderful way to visit … Continue reading What Comes Next?