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
So you’ve been an athlete for years or maybe you just took up running to shed a few extra pounds. Either way, you’re super excited about your recent miles covered when all of a sudden … POP! Goes the ACL… Holy freaking ouch. You fall to the ground, you grab your knee and squeeze it… Continue reading So You Tore Your ACL
Lawdy. I don’t know if it’s all of the toxins fleeing my brain or the free coffee I chugged at Whole Foods an hour ago, but my mind is reeeeeling. I don’t know whether to sit and relax (while the kiddos are down for naps) or head down the road for a quick and jittery… Continue reading Tale Of A 7 Day Juice Fast
From the Marathon to the 5k, races are becoming more trendy on weekends than Miley Cyrus on Twitter. Whether you’re twerking running to set a PR or because you think the race swag is cool, there is something, somewhere out there for you. Color, costume, beer (um, yes please), mud and obstacle runs unite! Let’s… Continue reading 10 Things I Hate About Mud Runs.
Do you ever get overwhelmed by the amount of noise that has infiltrated our world? Cars, sirens, dumpsters banging as they’re emptied behind the store next to your house, alarms, tv, the radio, beeps and chimes of household appliances and of course, if you’re a mother or father, the laughs, cries, shouts, orders and complaints… Continue reading Quiet Time
There is no feeling quite like the one you get after crossing the finish line of a race. Whether it be a new PR that you seized or a fun run you completed with a best friend, it is an invigorating accomplishment that sets its roots deep in your soul and changes you as a… Continue reading Finding Hope After Boston
At the beginning of this year I resolved to rise out of a funk I had been submerged in. I made a vow that I would jump out my wintery seasonal slump and jump into the “Hoorah!” lifestyle that I (and those around me) prefer. Exercise here, exercise there, exercise, exercise everywhere. Yada, yada, yada.… Continue reading The Beginning Of A Journey … To The Marine Corps Marathon!