Raising my son as an athlete is a no brainer. The kid jumped out of the jogging stroller one day when he was 4 years old and ran two miles alongside me. No, I’m not kidding. The child has the endurance of an ultrarunner and the iron will of an Olympic swimmer. He will do… Continue reading Why I am Raising my Daughters to be Athletes.
2016. A lot of people have a lot to say about it. Along with the general population, I was glad to bid it farewell, but its impression upon my and my loved ones’ lives will always remain. 2016 was the year that took my grandmother and my uncle’s life and a big chunk of my… Continue reading Bless and Release: A Tribute to 2016
My dad had a heart attack. Big deal, right? He’s 65, he has Type 2 Diabetes, and he’s retired – so basically, it was time. Myocardial Infarctions – all the aging men are having them. It’s totally the “in” thing to do. With almost 800,000 people in the US dying from heart attacks each year,… Continue reading When a Heart Attack is Silent
Somewhere toward the end of 2014 my body became weak. It’s hard to believe that considering I was putting in high mileage and racing half marathons one weekend after another, but it’s true. As careful I was to train correctly for my early fall races, once the winter ones rolled around, I became so focused… Continue reading The Year of Cross Training
3 years. That’s how long I’ve been wanting to run this race. The Chickamauga Battlefield Half Marathon has been on my radar ever since the day my running buddy Beth saw it featured in Runner’s World as one of the most scenic half marathon courses. The first year I signed up and was injured. The… Continue reading Chickamauga Battlefield Half Marathon
There comes a point in every runner’s life where you have to stare directly into the face of something you don’t want to. Something that, though you have swept it under the rug and tried to kick it behind you like dirt on a trail run, creeps up on you and eventually haults you in… Continue reading My Scarlet Letter
Yesterday’s Facebook Status: ‘For years I have blamed my many sports related injuries (torn ACL’s, multiple ankle sprains, a broken ankle, cartilage tears, peroneal tendonitis, hip bursitis, etc.) on being some sort of an athletic clutz. As it turns out, I have a condition called Benign Hypermobility Joint Syndrome. In my doctor’s words, “Your problem… Continue reading Benign Hypermobility Joint Syndrome