Running break, three(+) weeks in

I wasn’t sure how this break would feel. If it would make me happier, or depressed, or rejuvenated, or cranky. I honestly expected a combination of these things. And while I’ve had moments of negative feelings surrounding this break* , most of the feelings I’ve had have been positive. (*mostly following interactions with well-meaning acquaintances […]

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Burnout

I have decided to stop running for a while. Those words are really hard to say, to write, to feel. But I need to say it, to acknowledge it, to do it. I’m burned out. And it’s not going away. It’s hard to say for certain when this all started, but I feel like it […]

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Where is this train going?

I’ve been thinking about writing all day. Between dragging myself out of bed (despite a warm and cuddly cat who crawled in for a while), lifting weights, dealing with various frustrations at work, sitting and waiting around at the end of the day for someone to finish a meeting so I could transport that person […]

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Dayenu

The Jewish holiday of Passover just finished last night at sundown. I was a little less than observant this year. I went to one seder (at my rabbi’s home, which was wonderful), and I broke the dietary rules a day early (I wanted to do a dry run of pre-race oatmeal before my last 20-miler, […]

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2017: The year that wasn’t, and the year that was

In a lot of ways, 2017 wasn’t the year I hoped it would be. It was supposed to be the year I ran a 3:30 marathon and qualified for Boston handily. It was supposed to be the year I worked away at some shorter distance PRs in the fall after a successful spring marathon. It […]

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Getting older, (maybe) getting wiser

My farewell to the 25-29 age group didn’t exactly go as planned. Honestly, a lot about my running this year didn’t go as planned. The biggest feather in my running cap for 2017 (and yes, I know it isn’t exactly over yet) was finally cracking 1:40 in the half, after three years of trying. I […]

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But…what if I didn’t?

Whether I would openly admit it or not, early this summer I had been running under an assumption: that I would close out 2017 with another marathon. I had started looking around – against my better judgment, and before I was really ready – checking the date of Richmond, ogling St. Jude’s in December (a […]

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