It was pretty warm by the time I got out to run but I couldn’t resist the idea of running over the bridge that I could see out of my Ft. Lauderdale hotel window. I also wanted to get to the beach beyond the bridge. I set out, noticed the Draw Bridge sign, added an… Continue reading Bridge of Fort Lauderdale
In Dallas I was tired, and it was dark, and it was rainy… So I had a lot of excuses… My travel schedule had begun to wear on me. So I didn’t run the first morning. The next morning, since I had been so off my schedule, I told myself to “just get down to… Continue reading Woman vs. Machine
I ran a rough forested trail the other day with my Saturday running group (well, on a Sunday). I kept reminding myself, “pay attention to your feet;” “don’t wander off in your thoughts;” “it’s okay to join in conversation but pay attention to the trail.” It was a wonderful run and as I came down… Continue reading Bad Habits are Hard to Change: $#@**&!!
This post is a special shout-out to John. He is an avid runner, a tall lean mean exercise machine. He would go out for runs well before sunrise. Usually a lone runner, he offered to pair up with me. Was it that piteous look in my eyes or the hovering and dropped hints, or… Continue reading Pre-dawn running: A different I-pod track
A week into the trip I was more than ready for a run. Once we hit Victoria Falls I didn’t need a gun-toting safari guide to go explore. I chose to run on my own, in broad daylight. I hit the asphalt road down to the Zimbabwe-Zambia border. On the way back I decided to… Continue reading Victoria Falls: To the Border and Back
Well the blog hiatus is over. What isn’t over is my post-Africa-vacation-back-to-work slump; I also find myself trying to get over my running slump. Hmmm, maybe because I didn’t … Source: Back on the Blog
Litany A tedious recital or repetitive series. I was going to title this blog post “irony.” Irony because since building this blog and launching it with my first post, I really haven’t run. As I sat on the couch thinking about this, I noticed my “tedious recital” of reasons to stay inside. My sisters and… Continue reading Litany