Category Archives: The Flat-Footed Fox
I celebrated the New Year this morning with a quick two-mile run around the neighborhood. I was slow, bloated by bad food and one-too-many glasses of champagne, but I got out there on a dank, windy day and kept the … Continue reading
You learn to expect the unexpected in a marathon. From bonking at mile 18 on your first attempt to searching for a portapotty at mile 25 to avoiding spectators who leap out in front of you without warning, after a … Continue reading
Last year, before running the Flower City Half and abandoning the idea of running a spring marathon completely, I had narrowed my choices for a May 26.2 to three possibilities: Ottawa if there was extra money in the budget, Buffalo … Continue reading
In the end, moving into triple digits (and moving past 500 miles for the year) on the #runstreak was a bit of an anticlimax. It happened on April 10, for those of you keeping score at home, toward the end … Continue reading
I was even more of a nervous nelly than usual before the United Airlines NYC Half, my first race of 2018.
Forty days. Today, I’m celebrating the continuation of my longest ever run streak.