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Along the journey to an audacious goal, hurdles and setbacks threaten to derail us, often provoking doubt in our progress and abilities. The fear of such obstacles often prevents me from aiming high (or even at all). Ironically, the hurdles… Continue Reading →
Not gonna lie. That run really hurt. In fact, the whole week hurt. The only other day I managed to run was Tuesday, which ended up being a six miler, despite my skepticism I’d even be able to manage three…. Continue Reading →
Time to celebrate because last weekend I finally logged a double digit run! My 10 miler on Sunday is the farthest I’ve run since March 12, 2023 when I ran the Celebrate Life half marathon. That race was my “prove-to-myself-I-can-come-back-from-long-Covid-and-pericarditis”… Continue Reading →
It’s pitch dark, 20°, and nothing about this seems fun. What did I get myself into? These were my waking thoughts at 4:45 AM on the morning of our first run club meetup a year ago. It’s amazing how much… Continue Reading →
Despite many challenges and a few setbacks this year, I have so much to be grateful for. Being sick changes everything. For me running is usually an indicator of how life is going in general, and through my running… Continue Reading →
Was it really only three years ago that, practically overnight, I went from running 4 to 5 miles a day to struggling to walk a mile without chest pain, labored breathing, and legs that felt like Jell-O? I’ve definitely come… Continue Reading →
Running has always been a part of my life. Memories from running when I was five years old still hold a special place in my heart. Truth be told though, it hasn’t always been positive. But when you run for… Continue Reading →
While reflecting on a conversation I recently had with some friends who were struggling, I was brought back to the countless times when life seemed hopelessly overwhelming and all I wanted to do was give up. I thought of the… Continue Reading →
Your blood tests are normal. Your x-rays look great. I have nothing here to base a diagnosis on. We ran all kinds of tests and there’s nothing abnormal to see. How ironic that a year ago I wrote about being… Continue Reading →
Why do I feel like a fraud when I associate the word athlete with myself? Because I’m 53? Because I’m much slower than I used to be? Because I don’t compete? Because I’m not specifically training for anything? I haven’t… Continue Reading →