I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
Liza Howard
Liza Howard is a long-time is a longtime ultrarunner who lives in San Antonio, Texas. She teaches for NOLS Wilderness Medicine, coaches, directs the non-profit Band of Runners, and drives her kids around in a minivan.
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Sweat streams
I had a stream of sweat running off the brim of my hat today during my run. It was impressive — mainly because I wasn’t sure how long it could go on before I fell over like a desiccated raisin. I lasted three hours with some very speedy friends and then took the rest of the run to the treadmill so I could do some sustained [...]
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Butterfly effect
I got to bed late last night sitting around the new patio table tasting some of Eliot’s home brews. That snowballed into this: Woke up with 50 minutes to get the 4 year-old fed, washed and dressed, and driven 20 minutes to pre-school Forgot to pack 24 plastic eggs for school Easter celebration (12 filled with candy, taped shut and [...]
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Blog sloth
Here’s my blogging failure excuse: Lots and lots of coaching. It’s like the ultra season has started or something. I’ve made file folders and charts and created a lovely system, so I should be up and blogging again each morning. I miss writing. And really, I miss responding when you all comment. The WFA course up [...]
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Omens and Tusker
Hello from the Raddisson in Dallas. I’m up here to teach a Wilderness First Aid class this weekend. Despite this hotel art, I think it’s going to be a great weekend. (Minus any hilly running.) I think this because a man boarding the plane in San Antonio was wearing a Tusker Beer T-shirt. (From our Wickipedian friends: [...]
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Security and appetites
We’re having a security system put in the house this morning. I’ve never lived in a house with a security system, but there have been a couple of break-ins around the neighborhood and it seemed like it was either this or a large dog. I’m not ready for a large dog, so there’s a security guy in my laundry room [...]
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