Nobody wants to be the one runner in the Saturday morning 5K that has to stop and vomit a 1/2 mile in. There's always somebody, especially in a town famous for a drink called Pirate's Punch that's served in a 32 ounce souvenir cup at the local bar called the Palace Saloon. Side note: Once, ...
I have this great blue checked apron that belonged to my grandmother, and I keep planning to put it on with some red lipstick and start having drinks every afternoon at like 4:30 with lots of ice...rattle the ice around in the glass, walk around the kitchen in high heels while I cook dinner, maybe ...
I did everything wrong leading up to my first race. I might have been a girl going to junior prom who bought her dress at Goodwill and had her blind grandmother do her hair with foam rollers. Do you want to know how many training miles I logged this week? One. How many miles I ...
Speaking of running: Yeah, that. I wish I could say that I’ve been running SO MUCH that I haven’t had a chance to be here, but you’d know I’m lying because I just told you why I haven’t been here. However: running. LOVE IT. Barefoot running. SO AWESOME. If you’re running in shoes and it ...
Oh Yeah? Well you can take your runner’s high and shove it up your ass. Because I haven’t yet experienced that sweet sweet love, and I’m sick of fucking hearing about it. Yeah I love running as much as the next guy when I’m not worried about being on my toes too much or whether ...