What is the opposite of love at first sight? Whatever you call it, that's the sort of relationship the treadmill and I are working on. You see, whenever I step on a treadmill, I have every intention of running for at least an hour. It seems like an adequate number; if I'm going to run in the comfort of a warm, dry, indoor gym, I should at least serve my penance of an hours worth of miles. Continue reading →
Adventure may hurt you, but monotony will kill you.
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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 … [Read More...]
How Frequent Bouts of Sitting May Impact Your Running
Sitting. It's a detrimental habit that our society absolutely loves to do, but most likely something that runners rarely consider the dangers of. After all, we routinely get our 10,000 steps (or more) in a day. It's easy to make the assumption that if you run a lot, you must be healthy. I mean, … [Read More...]
Of Hustling and Healing
Let's hop in the way-back-time-machine for a second. In 2010, I gave a solid attempt at being a multi-level-marketing coach. I won't directly name the company, but it rhymed with "peach potty". In other words, I spent about 6 months hassling my friends and family to fork over an exorbitant amount … [Read More...]