September 2012
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I MEAN, A DIFFERENT F-ING CITY
I am a piss poor blogger. My life got ridiculous, and personally crushing, and depression and BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH. So I’m back now. I’d like to say, “And through running, I found an outlet for my anxieties and sadness. Through running I solved my reoccurring sense of soul crushing disappointment and ongoing familial stress.” But that’s a lie. What I can say is, “Running kept me from totally...
August 2012
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An Open Letter To Running Bitches
Dear Running Bitch –
It is runner’s etiquette to nod, even smile, to a passing runner. I did not read this is a book. I did not learn it from a website. I was not told this by a seasoned runner. This is just something you learn, quickly, as you run, especially in suburban neighborhoods where the passing runner is, no doubt, someone who lives less than a city block away from you. So please don’t...
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Get busy living, or get busy dying.
Yesterday I did not get up to run in the morning. No, I instead used my very adult, very responsible way to get out of things and used my morning whiny voice to my partner about being too tired to get up when the alarm went off. Now, my partner is a hyper intelligent, totally pulled together, mature woman, but my morning whiny voice is like her kryptonite. I think I could talk her out of going to...
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Bottle Review: A Memoir
So in reference to my last blog post, I explained why I hate morning running. The number one reason was because my body is like a small desert and running makes me want to drink from birdbaths. I have now made two attempts to solve this problem, by taking drinkable (by human standards) water with me on the run. THIS HAS BEEN A DISASTER BOTH TIMES.
The first attempt:
I filled an aluminum water...
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I ran the prescribed three miles this morning. Waking at 6:20 I can say the following about the run: It was beautiful outside, I felt very accomplished very early in my day, and never has something sucked so much ass before. I hate running in the morning. To every runner that has ever said, “I get halfway through my run before my body realizes what it’s doing!” you are a damn liar and possibly...
July 2012
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This is a blog about my experiences training for a half marathon.
In an attempt to keep myself honest, both with the training program and myself, I will make an effort, however ridiculous and boring it may be, to chronicle the experience here. I had decided it would be self serving to have blog about these next twelve weeks, but then I ate most of a pie on Monday as opposed to to...
