Bad runs happen. We just hope they don’t happen on race day.
Four days before the race I flew from DC to Detroit. When I got off the plane, my hips and knees were killing me. Like I didn’t even want to walk. Hip soreness… Continue reading
Four days before the race I flew from DC to Detroit. When I got off the plane, my hips and knees were killing me. Like I didn’t even want to walk. Hip soreness… Continue reading
I completed my first marathon last weekend. (!!!) But it totally sucked. I’m working on just accepting it and admitting I had a bad day, but I’m still making excuses about why I… Continue reading
I hate yoga. I don’t hate many things, but every time I try yoga I come out feeling frustrated, confused and pissed off that I just gave an hour of my life to… Continue reading