What a time to be alive, am I right? I say that both sarcastically and seriously. I don't know about you, but for the last 15 days my thoughts have continuously fluctuated from calm, to concern, to confusion, to fear, and then back again. I'm in disbelief about the world around us right now, but overwhelmingly grateful for the technology we have keeping us connected. In an effort to Continue reading →
It Always Comes Back.
I push my body forward in one of the most familiar ways that I know how, yet my movements felt anything but familiar. My legs feel as though they have been coated in thick layer of wet cement; still malleable but heavily weighed down. Every step is labored and far more difficult than my body remembers. My heart races, and my lungs join in on this pathetic procession with an internal scream of Continue reading →
Old Habits, New Norms: Running with Pelvic Organ Prolapse.
Alright brave readers, we're about to talk about my vagina again. As mentioned in a post two months ago, I'm suffering from what is known as a pelvic organ prolapse. I'm sure some of you may recoil at reading those words, but it's one of those shitty things that happens, frequently, and I'm not ashamed to talk about it. (Though not excited to admit it, it's certainly not something I ever Continue reading →
Hello, It’s Me.
After almost eleven years in this space - I needed a break. Is a blogging sabbatical a thing? I'd imagine most people would take a sabbatical from their traditional 9 to 5 to work on a blog. Not taking a break from the blog to focus on something else. But here we are. Ten years is a lot of content. 1,133 published posts to be exact (including this one, excluding the ones I've deleted Continue reading →
You’re Allowed to Change. (My 2019 Recap & 2020 To Do List)
As 2019 comes to a close I find myself in a precarious position. With 2 days left in the year, I've already been forced to back out of essentially all of my "big goals" for the first half of 2020. I've seen the little screen on ultrasignup.com that says "we're sorry you can't make it" when you un-register from a race more times this week than I've seen in my entire life. Hell Hole 100 PR Continue reading →
A Personal Update
As many of you already know: I'm currently forced to hang up my running shoes until further notice. But most of you don't know why. I was going to wait to share this post until I have more details from my physician, but so many of you have been private messaging me and asking what's up, so hell. I've never been anything but an open book before, why change now? I'm going to preface this post Continue reading →
To Hell and Back.
An interesting thing about journaling, or in my case, keeping a public blog for over a decade, is the ability to go back and reflect on events or patterns in your life. In my case, it's no secret that I am very cyclic with my training. It goes well, until suddenly it doesn't, and I crash and burn, usually in some sort of impressive way. But each time, I learn, and I grow, and each come back Continue reading →
I’m the Goo.
I've touted this countless times before, but I'm going to say it again: running is a lifetime sport. As in: we want to be able to do this for the rest of our lives. I'm constantly reminding my clients and friends to take a step back and remember this very important fact. And of course, I'm often reminding myself: running is a lifetime sport... ...so don't be stupid. Remember that there Continue reading →
“Get Over Yourself.” My EMPOWER Summer Camp Story
Whenever I return from a weekend race or event, one of two things happens. Often, I'm impatient to get to my computer and transfer my experience onto the screen, word vomit style. Or, I'm hesitant to share my experience, because I'm still internalizing the events and trying to figure out how to possibly put them into words. My experience at EMPOWER Summer Camp would definitely be placed in the Continue reading →
Reset.
When I was nine years old, my parents lost their business. I'm not sure of the exact details (I was only nine -and it's not really my story to share in detail anyway) but a business partner made some bad decisions, all parties suffered, and the next thing I knew, everything was gone. Including our home. With practically nothing left to lose, my parents decided to pack our little family up and Continue reading →
It’s Fine. I’m Fine. Everything is Fine.
Shipwreck log, day 8: The hardest part of an injury, for an athlete, is not the initial shock of the injury. Sure, you're upset. True, everything you were training for is simultaneously flashing before your eyes and slipping out of reach. Oh yeah, and let's not forget to mention: it physically hurts. But none of that is the worst part. The worst part is Continue reading →
