Running

I’m not going to blab about all the crap that’s already happened today (at this ripe hour of 8:47 a.m.)—but, can someone would humor me (not you God, I’ve had …

I’m in a rut. I had knee surgery, not once, but twice in the last few months. Alas, my activity level went from off-the-charts insane to zilch so here I …

This morning, rather than play myself, I put my headphones on, climbed on my Peloton and donned the role of a world-class cyclist hot on the trail of a first-place …

The night before a big race and I am not going to give myself a coffee enema, but, should I add butter to my morning cup of Joe? …

Without these legs, I never would have been able to run fast. These legs earned me the “Best Legs in School” award and propelled me to break records on the …

Sometimes I drank too much, ate too much … and sometimes I even drank too little, ate too little … sometimes I obsessed over not doing as much as I did about over …

That’s the advice she gave me the night before my first marathon. What’s the one piece of advice you wish someone had given you? Read more to find out if …

I went to my first hot yoga class about two years ago. I sauntered in, positioned my mat near the front (I mean how hard could yoga be? I could run …

I have some inherent drive to always better myself, but also partially because I’ve never been in a situation so discouraging, so bleak, that it makes the bottom of a …

A hundred yards shy of crossing the finish line of a half marathon, I saw a man fall to the ground. His knees buckled, and he fell. And runners kept …

I can’t help but wonder the poor unfortunate souls unlucky enough to place their mats near me are a bit annoyed by the distraction I have provided …