100. Days.

So…what are you guys doing for the next 100 days? Me? Oh…I don’t know…just changing my life. Okay, that’s far too dramatic for what I’ll be doing. But who knows…it could happen. As I’ve mentioned before, I have a tendency to jump into things with tons of enthusiasm and hope. Soon after, however, I find … More 100. Days.


Spoiler…I did NOT win the race.  I know…I know…but there is always next year. Last night (in prep for today’s Ten Mile) I ate my pasta dinner, drank lots of water, got all of my gear ready, and went to bed at 9:30.  Well, I tried to go to bed at 9:30 but instead played … More Finisher.

Back. To. School.

I have never been able to shake the internal schedule of a school year.  Each year as the trees begin to bud I get antsy for summer and three months to decompress.  As August comes to a close I slowly come out of my summer haze and begin to feel more grounded…ready to get back … More Back. To. School.

Who. You. Callin’. “We.”

Sign-up for ten mile race…check! Create b-tchin’ running playlist…check! Buy ridiculously expensive running shoes…check! Start training program…check! Take precautionary measures to prevent injury…check! After weeks of training, forget to take precautionary measures after one long run, and get injured…CHECK! When I woke up Monday morning, I knew something was wrong.  I’d completed my long run … More Who. You. Callin’. “We.”

Schoolin’. Life.

If you’re interested in knowing what I will be doing for the next 75 days…this is pretty much it (although somehow I doubt there will be Spanish subtitles running underneath me…the meat locker workouts, however, are totally part of my plan). I’m going to make this story short. Two girlfriends and I went to see … More Schoolin’. Life.

And. We’re. Back.

Do you know what I’m doing tomorrow night? Because I know myself well…let me tell you how this is going to go down.  I’m going to have dinner with my girlfriends, enjoy some wine, head to the Beyonce concert, and approximately 34 seconds after she appears on-stage my mind will start spinning… I want thighs … More And. We’re. Back.