No one could have guessed what April 15, 2013 would hold for the Boston Marathon.
When people describe what it takes to train for, run and finish a marathon, they often say it’s a lot of blood, sweat and tears.
No one could have guessed the blood at this year’s Boston Marathon finish line would be due to anything but blisters.
Explosions? Oh, Lord. What has this world come to? Continue reading
I've been running outside all winter for a couple of years. Traction devices help get me through.
I hate the treadmill with the white hot passion of a thousand suns. And before I was informed about running outside in the winter safely, I would slog along on the dreadmill for countless boring miles each winter. Continue reading
Stretching does a body good, especially if said body is injury-prone.
I’ve picked a hell of a goal race for coming back from my latest injury — a half marathon in Chicago at the end of January. Continue reading
Runners in CARA's 2011 Winter Half Marathon Training program run north along the lakefront path.
What a day for a run! There may have been some wind, and it may have been a bit chilly, but the sun shined down — blessing the first long run of the CARA Winter Half Marathon Training. Continue reading
Just before the halfway point, Sue (right) and I are having a blast and running strong. (2011)
In January 0f 2011, I ran my first half marathon… on a cold and windy day… in Chicago. And I loved every minute of it.
It was the race’s 2nd annual running, and I immediately became a fan of the race that’s known as F^3 (or, F***ing Freezing Frozen Lake Half Marathon). Continue reading
Two reasons to celebrate: 1. Chocolate. 2. I made it to the finish, narrowly missing another running injury.
I had high hopes for Kirsten Ankenbrand’s first run. Her first race was the Hot Chocolate 5K — a short one, because, well, she’s a new runner and the maiden version of herself was still working back up in mileage after May’s injury. Continue reading
An X-ray confirmed that I have yet another stress fracture.
This year was supposed to be the Year of No Injuries.
The universe, it seems, had other plans. Continue reading