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 is a national champion runner with multiple records in distances ranging from marathons to 100 mile trail races.
I’m sitting in the Starbucks using the last 15 minutes of my babysitter time to try and nail down an answer to “How can running Rocky Raccoon be useful to others?” That inspiration is what I need to excel on those dang loops. I found Amby Burfoot’s book The Runner’s Guide to the Meaning of Life on my shelf, [...]Liza
I wrote this wonderfully funny post yesterday and this morning. You would have laughed at least three times while you read it. It disappeared without a trace when I hit the “Publish” button. I mourned its horrific loss most of the day. Well, mostly I spent the day wiping Ruby’s nose. That’s how the post started: [...]Liza
Eliot’s dad is in the hospital right now. Please keep him in your blog thoughts. He collapsed at church last week and was unconscious for a good while before the ambulance arrived. Apparently, when he regained consciousness, he spent at least 30 minutes trying to convince the paramedics that he didn’t need to go to the hospital [...]Liza
Here’s how the weekend started: Ruby was up at 3am. I stayed in the room with her until 5am. Civilized babies should not be up before 5am. So we played from 5 to 6, and then the little gremlin had the audacity to fall asleep for an hour. I would have poked her awake again, but I am weak. So you know what is not great about adding [...]Liza
I’ve decided that I’m going to have to take lots of pictures of me holding the required anti-venom pump as I train for, travel to and run Marathon des Sables. (They don’t work. No science behind them. They can cause some nice tissue damage though.) Anyway, I’m going to channel my displeasure at being required to [...]Liza