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 →
But my guts aren’t spilling out, so that’s a plus.
Monday morning, approximately 8:15 am. After an incredible weekend at Hell Hole Hundred with my Eagle Endurance friends and family, I'm reluctantly back at work. Honestly, I do feel like an asshole using the term "reluctantly": I have a kickass job in a gym that I absolutely love. I'm really, really lucky to be able to do what I do. However, I'd be lying if I Continue reading →
Vermont 100 Training Update: Post #1
Training recaps hold me accountable, and for whatever reason, people like to read them. (I do too.) So let's see if I can actually remember to post them for the next ten weeks; truthfully, it's almost harder than training itself. But I digress. As I posted previously, I seriously considered bailing out of Vermont 100 because my body needed a break. But, deferral Continue reading →
Have You Tried Turning it Off and On Again?
I'm not entirely sure if I believe in fate, or if I believe that humans simply put a lot of faith and thought into things that should be chalked up to pure coincidence. Either way, my Garmin died a few days after my last race, and until today, I haven't been able to turn it back on. Confession: I love running. I'm sure you already knew that. But just like any relationship, just because I Continue reading →
It’s Alright.
Growing up, I was always very close to my dad. He and I just seemed to understand each other. We would spend hours talking about everything, from life, to politics, to what I wanted to be when I grew up. I remember spending summer nights sitting in our backyard by the outdoor fireplace, just talking for hours. Grow up I did, as all kids eventually do. In short, my young adulthood didn't Continue reading →
Let It Be.
Human psychology isn't my forte, I'm more into the physiological side of how the human body works. That said, I've always been curious about the correlation between emotions and music, and how hearing just a few cords from a certain song can send you from laughter to tears in a split second. (I realize a lot of you come here for ultrarunning tips and advice, so I'm going to go ahead and Continue reading →
Life…and the Death Race.
"So...Georgia Death Race is a week from tomorrow" I casually said to my husband before bed last night. "Wait, really? Wow." he replied, and then paused before continuing "So how are you feeling? You haven't talked about it much. That's not like you. At all." It's true. I quite literally over-share about my life, specifically running, for a living. My rambling about my race goals keeps the Continue reading →
I Did This to Myself.
The funny thing about overtraining, or "burnout" as it is often called, is that it's not always blatantly obvious. You don't always wake up one day with a stress fracture that garishly shouts "uh oh, you've overdone it!". No, more often than not the signs are subtle whispers from your body that something isn't quite right. If you don't listen closely, you might miss them. And if you really Continue reading →
A Decade of Blogging & Adventures
Let's cut to the chase: this is all my sisters fault. Being a typical younger sibling, I always looked up to and admired what my big sister did. I wanted to be as cool as her, even as an adult. She started running and racing, so eventually I started running and racing (with her encouragement, she even hit the registration button for my first half marathon). She started fundraising for charity Continue reading →
The Weekly Chaos Report: 2/19/19
One of the more identifying signs that I am definitely getting older is the fact that almost daily I comment on the date. As in "February 19th! WHERE HAS THE MONTH GONE!" My clients at the gym almost always agree with these sentiments, and thankfully haven't pointed out the fact that I've been doing this for over a year now. But...it's February 19th, which is practically March. I'm still Continue reading →
The “Find the Time” Comparison Trap, and Why I Hate It.
Due to the nature of - well - my life, I spend a decent amount of time on either the treadmill or the stair climber. I'm not ashamed, I no longer refer to them as "dreadmills" or any of that garbage, they are simply tools in my training arsenal. That said, there's no denying that they can be a bit monotonous, so I pass the time by watching YouTube documentaries and films, typically about other Continue reading →
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