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Welcome to sucksville
You know what sucks… Waking up at 5 am for a run, and not being able to run. You know what sucks… Squeezing into a sports bra, which, seriously, is…
Syringes vs. Infusions
For nearly four years I have not known the feel of a syringe, the gentle ease at which it slides in under the skin, the smooth, non-evasiveness of its short…
Dude, you just got chicked!
For about 24 hours leading into yesterday’s 10 km race, I was questioning my sanity, and truthfully, I’m still questioning it. There’s no doubt in my mind I was suffering…
Injury update: IT’S NOT THE GROIN!!!
It’s not the groin! It’s not the groin! It’s not the groin! If I could do a Carleton happy dance right now, that’s exactly what I’d be doing. Source: After…
Bulging flames of fire
Ring-Ring. Hello? Hi Dear Physio… it’s Princess… so you know how I’m running again? Yessss. Well, I kinda, sorta, totally, uhm, well, you know… I hurt my groin… and, uhm,…
There’s no crying in running
A League of Their Own may have been talking baseball, but for me this past week, that movie spoke to my running 5,000 times over. Thank you Jimmy Dugan 😀…
The road that never ends
Holly Goquickly had her rubbers majorly worked over Saturday. Big Ring and I hit the American roads once again, this time entering from a different border crossing, with the same…
From the flames of hell
June 29, 2013 Cook’s Country June/July issue Grilled Chicken Leg Quarters/Grilled Jalapeño and Lime Shrimp Skewers/Grilled Red Potato Skewers Cooking for Assholes, you poisonous jerk, calling me a sissy if…
Notes of a long run
When you run for more than 1.5 hours, things happen. Good things. Bad things. Wretched things. Wonderful things. These are a few of the things that happened to me on…
Living in speed hell
In the midst of Monday’s speed intervals, these were the thoughts formulating in my head: 800 metres? At this pace? Are you freaking kidding me? Holy freaking crud monkey, I…
Cycling in America
Not long after crossing the border, with my lactic-acid filled legs pushing Holly Goquickly’s pedals, classic American anthem style music began to fill my ears. Not full songs, just blips;…
Running: to infinity and beyond!
This past Friday I ran 70 minutes, which a year and a half ago wouldn’t have been a huge deal, but now, it’s a milestone – not because of the…