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Sep 03

Richmond Week 10: Back to School

Young girl with hands covering her face and an expression of despair

Week Ten was hard. I didn’t really expect it to be hard. That was probably naive of me. Classes started this week, so there are suddenly many, many more demands on my time and attention than there were even a week ago. This shift isn’t a new thing. I’m entering my eleventh year at Converse,… Continue Reading Richmond Week 10: Back to School

Aug 27

Richmond Week 9: Total Eclipse

solar eclipse totality with cloud halo

Week 9 was a hard week. It opened with a solar eclipse, which I had traveled to Columbia to view in its totality. I wasn’t sure whether I should make the trip give the looming semester and the hectic week before, but YOLO. I got up early Monday morning, and it was still really hot.… Continue Reading Richmond Week 9: Total Eclipse

Aug 20

Richmond: Week 8, Welcome (back) to Swelterville

eight ball in foreground, cue ball behind with cue lining up on left

Week 8 required more flexibility with my training schedule. I flew back from Amsterdam on Tuesday, and the trip took 20+ hours from the time that I left my hotel room at the Amsterdam Renaissance until I unlocked my front door. Most of that time was spent sitting or waiting, or sitting and waiting. But… Continue Reading Richmond: Week 8, Welcome (back) to Swelterville

Aug 10

Richmond: Week 6

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Week Six got slightly lost in the shuffle because I’ve been traveling, so I’m going to try to be brief here. But I don’t want to lose all momentum in this process of blogging my training. This week was not quite as hot as week 5, but the humidity was still a factor. It ws… Continue Reading Richmond: Week 6

Jul 30

Richmond Week 5: Walk In Fire

coffee mug that reads: "There's no secret. Keep going."

This week saw me back in Spartanburg running over familiar roads. It was hot and humid and sweaty. Also, I started out *really* sore from last weekend’s trail racing extravaganza. My hips, my core, my shoulders, my ankles… pretty much everything hurt everywhere possible. But in a good way. The soreness that comes from hard… Continue Reading Richmond Week 5: Walk In Fire

Jul 17

Richmond: Week 3, On the Road

white number 3 against teal background

None of the miles I ran this week were in South Carolina. Even so, some of them were hot and humid AF. 9 of them were in the rain, which was more fun than maybe it sounds. I was traveling this week, so I spent a few days in Ocean City, MD and a few… Continue Reading Richmond: Week 3, On the Road

Jul 10

Richmond: Week 2

Another hot one with a few complications and improvisations due to the 4th of July holiday, which annoyingly fell on a Tuesday. I generally think that I’m in very good shape. Or at least I thought I was in good shape. And then I went hiking/trail running with a group of ultra runners. I like… Continue Reading Richmond: Week 2

Jun 26

And Away We Go! Or, Marathon Four: Richmond (November 2017)

Snowy egret taking off against green lake

I started training for my fourth marathon this morning. I usually don’t write about my marathons until they’re over. Partly, this is because as much as I love running and training for races, I know that it’s not very interesting to anyone who isn’t me or isn’t also training for a marathon. But the bigger… Continue Reading And Away We Go! Or, Marathon Four: Richmond (November 2017)

Dec 28

My Year of Running: 2016

Pasadena corridor with illuminated lanterns.

If the week goes as planned, I will have run about 1600 miles in 2016. And while that might sound like a lot, it’s less than I was shooting for this year, by a little over 400 miles.  I took ten entire weeks off: two of those weeks were planned; eight of them were attempts… Continue Reading My Year of Running: 2016

Feb 15

Roadkill. Or, Marathon #3: Los Angeles

I usually like to include an image to set the tone for the post, but it seemed rather inappropriate to go looking for the kinds of pictures that this post would require: road kill, wreckage, breakdown . . . So no picture. Let’s get one thing out of the way: yesterday was not my day.… Continue Reading Roadkill. Or, Marathon #3: Los Angeles