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 😀 “There’s no crying in [running]!” But man, oh man, did I want to. Before even starting my run on Friday, I had pre-runner’s trots 😦 And because of the trots, I ended up getting a … Continue reading There’s no crying in running
Finally, thanks to Coach NZ, I’ve got a running definition I can relate to. Cadence: Run like a kid. Seeing as how that’s half of my running mantra – “Run like a kid. Finish with a smile.” – you’d think I’d actually like running speed intervals. But no, that definition is nowhere near as fun as it sounds. Speed sucks – large! Back when I started … Continue reading Speed DEMONS!!!
When I dreamed of coming back to running I thought it would be like riding a bike. Actually, no. I thought it would be like running, something we’ve all done since we first learned how to put one foot in front of the other. And it was…for the most part. I got out there and it was as though I had never left, the wind … Continue reading Stumped by the lingo and gizmos