Month: February 2015


Do you have a race day tradition? Maybe something you do each time to get yourself ready? Or, make plans to do afterwards?

My person is all about the traditions- the things she plans to psych herself up annnnd the after the running part was is over plans, to have something to look forward to, well, after the running part is over.

Before: complete and total outfit planning.
You can take the Vogue out of her hands (and replace it with the latest issue of Runner’s World) but you can’t take the Vogue out of the girl. There’s a look in mind and she plots very carefully to bring the vision to life. From top of head, to tip of me. November’s Wine & Dine Half meant wings and a tutu, because Disney. Next month’s United Airline’s NYC Half means something far more sophisticated, because Manhattan. I’ve only seen a few of the components she’s contemplating and I can’t wait to see it all pulled together. #flatrunner

After: relaxing and eating, probably the same as most other runners.
She may run alone, but afterwards, the celebrating is a team effort. Anyone that waits around in the freezing rain, or agrees to get up early without signing up to run 13.1 also deserves something to look forward to. Which brings my person and her bestie to the spa for some pampering and a long, laughter infused, several-course afternoon tea. Do you think port has the same redeeming qualities as a recovery beverage as does beer?

What are your race traditions, be them prep or recovery?


If Garmin didn’t track it, did the RUN even happen?

I love where we live. Granted, I don’t have much for comparison besides the mall, but the middle of nowhere usually suits me just fine. The roads we run are surrounded by trees, trees, trees and wild life. There’s a pond and a creek and farms galore. Not much can beat the sighting of deer, horses and/or cows.

Except, perhaps, ‘service’.

Not that I know what that exactly means. I just hear the word bandied about quite a bit, referring to an extreme lack of. Cell phones are often useless and apparently, GPS doesn’t always work either. My person has been known to take her car for a ride towards town in an effort to get her watch to detect her location. The timing of our run this weekend was such, with both the sun and snow set to begin their decent, that we took our chances that the signal would find us on the road.

Nope. Maybe we outran it #doubtful but whatever the case, no record of our run. No mileage saved. No pace timed.


sNOw more injuries

I have never been the kind of shoe to really care all that much about the weather. Maybe because I’m a girl. Or, maybe, because I started running at the very tail end of winter last year. Cold, but snow fall wasn’t much of an issue. Either way, has become one of the most visited websites in this house. I sometimes check it more than once a day.

Tomorrow’s high is expected to be 32 degrees. 32! To put my excitement into perspective, right now it’s 5 degrees. Monday is looking like low teens. With snow starting at some point tomorrow night. So, not only will we be able to get a run in before more snow arrives, my person won’t have to dress like a ninja to do so. I don’t know how she does it some days- sports bra, a compression-like tank top, 2 long sleeve tech tops, 2 pairs of leggings, knee-high compression socks, a down vest, ski hat, gloves and, the piece de resistance… a ginormous scarf covering her neck and half her face- leaving only her eyes visible. Seriously, I sometimes wonder how she can walk with all that on, no less run.

Not that walking was even so easy as late. She was limping around the house for almost two weeks. Between the weather and some sort of injury, there has barely been any training. I guess she hurt herself dancing? to some new, “it” band? I don’t know. What I do know, I am ready to get back out there. No matter how much stretching she now plans to do before hand.

it band