Are you a runner?

Do you consider yourself a runner? Before you answer, take a moment to think. Do you enjoy the physical action of running? Do you define yourself as a runner to friends, on your Facebook profile or through subscriptions to Runner's World? Do you frequently sign up for 5Ks, 10Ks, 10-milers, half-marathons or marathons? Back to... Continue Reading →

The Good Samarathon

It was mile 25 and I was in pain. My legs were inflamed by all the powers of the underworld, my stomach carried a ticking "GU" bomb, and my will had all but evaporated at mile 22. My first, and assuredly last, marathon was nearing completion, but every step forward felt pointless. Even though I... Continue Reading →

#Marathontrainingfail

Today was a running failure. According to my marathon training schedule, courtesy of About.com, I was supposed to run 12 miles today but sadly, that did not happen. I would like to blame someone/thing/place, but as Charles Jones always says, "no one is a failure until they blame somebody else." Suffice to say, I don't... Continue Reading →

Highway Fraudery?

Have you ever read or at least seen the cover of the popular magazine Runner's World? I am not currently a subscriber but I have leafed through multiple issues and I am fully aware that it is a well edited, thoroughly intriguing magazine that covers a plethora of running-related issues in interesting fashion. And yet,... Continue Reading →

“I keep on running, keep on running…”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nkf1x-iW-Ks&feature=related

Isn't being impulsive just a wonderfully annoying trait to posses? My reaction to most anything is to act first, think second and (potentially) pay the consequences third. One relatively recent personal example the was decision to sign up for a marathon. I wasn't pushed, prodded or provoked into singing up, I merely had a few friends that decided to do it so I, being a very impulsive being, literally just said "I'm in!" I'm writing this so I've obviously survived the first few weeks but I'm still in desperate search of that runners high that I read about in 'Born To Run.' I mean, if others can run ultra-marathons through deserts and at altitude why can't I run a measly 26.2 miles? Personally, I feel more like Forrest Gump when he decided to run simply by standing up and beginning to run. Sure my running attire involves 10€ flat-soled walking shoes and sweat wicking clothing but the act of running itself is quite comparable because it began on a whim. I can only hope I continue to run on a, ahem, whim three times a week now through November when I attempt the Richmond Anthem Marathon. Fingers are crossed... Exercise log: 7am - 4.5 mile run with the Rutts (hills)

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