I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
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World Trail Championships and bog muscles
Hi all. I’m writing from a bus en route to Cork in southern Ireland. Eliot is next to me reading a novel about ancient Ireland. Lots of high kings and bodice ripping from the looks of it. The IAU (International Association of Ultrarunners) World Trail Championships in Connemara was incredible. It was incredible to be a member [...]
Liza
Passing the day at JFK
Eliot and I are sitting in front of our gate at JFK. We’ve got one more hour to go before boarding our plane. Dublin here we come. There’s a little boy across from us wearing one of those leash contraptions. His mother keeps tugging at him as if he were a small dog. He leans over to the seat next to him. Tug. He stands up in the [...]
Liza
Baseball for the Fourth
We went to the Nationals game to celebrate the Fourth. I’m dressed exactly like Eliot. So apparently that happens during your eighth year of marriage… It was amazing to see so many people. We heard there were something like 39,000. Asa was mostly impressed with the peanut shells my mother let him throw in the ground.
Liza
The pool that broke me
As I got ready to head down to the hotel pool this morning, Eliot turned over in bed and told me to make sure I turned off the bathroom light before I left. Scowl. It’s not like I was expecting Asa and Eliot to get up and cheer me on, but a little nod to my efforts (Good job doing that thing you hate again.) would have been appreciated. [...]
Liza
Swishy Arm Howard
I got a chance to see some (600) of the pictures from yesterday. It was kind of like looking at someone’s over-the-top wedding album — except they were all pictures of me. There’s really nothing like being captured from every angle while you’re running racing briefs to make you a bit self-critical. Eliot gave me a hard [...]
Liza