I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
I don’t sleep well when I’m alone in the house at night. And, yes, I do feel hypocritical telling Asa there’s nothing to be afraid of when I turn off his light at bedtime. I stayed up until two in the morning with all the lights on because every noise outside sounded like an axe murderer trying to break in. Thankfully [...]Liza
Wow, sorry for the posting lag. It’s been quite run-filled a weekend. I ran 30 miles Saturday and 20 on Sunday. That’s the most I’ve done in ages. The Saturday run felt okay for the first 2o miles and then it felt pretty good. Not a whisper from the PF. I didn’t push the pace; I just wanted to get it done. [...]Liza
Yesterday was a hard day for me — for no good reason. I had no energy (for no good reason) and the boy was driving me nuts (because that’s his job as a three year-old). He’s started taking teeny tiny steps when I ask him to go somewhere he doesn’t want to go. Picture me losing my mind as he makes the trip to the [...]Liza
The New York Times has a nice article today by Christopher McDougall called “Born to Run the Marathon?” It addresses people who poo-poo marathons because of the hype and the crowds. I have some good friends running the San Antonio marathon on November 14th. They’ll be running with at least 26,000 other people this year. [...]Liza
I just learned the merengue on Plaza Sesamo. That’s going to count for stretching this morning. Merengue-ing around the living room with Asa = 30 minutes of hamstring and calf stretching, verdad? I did manage to get the run done last night. It was an ugly affair. Eliot used cam straps to secure a portable DVD player to the treadmill [...]Liza