On my accidental Personal Best

Almost exactly one year after my last marathon I tossed and turned in bed all night wondering WHY ON EARTH I was going to wake up at the crack of dawn and run my third marathon the next day. I sometimes wonder if I have some lingering emotional trauma (I’m not kidding!) from when I… [Read More]

On my “Fuck Yeah!” Marathon

THIS, this is the story I so desperately wanted to share after I ran my first marathon last year. It may have taken me a little longer than I had hoped to get here, but all that matters is that I finally did! I ran a full marathon last week, I actually did it, and… [Read More]

On my marathon debut

It’s now been three weeks since I ran the Chicago marathon and added “marathon finisher” to my list of running accomplishments. I have four black toenails, my sunburn is gone and I can walk again with ease. I’m not going to sit here and talk about how easy running a marathon can be if you… [Read More]

You can’t pour from an empty cup

Right now I am supposed to be sitting in my cramped Kia Rio driving from Chicago to Toronto after having run the 2016 Bank of America Chicago Marathon. Instead, I am sitting at the kitchen island in my Toronto condo after shoving my face with a Thanksgiving feast writing this. Annoying post about running coming… [Read More]