Monthly Archives: August 2011

The running gods are rebuking me for my cockiness earlier this week. That’s what I was thinking last night, as I slogged up a long, gradual hill on Alaska Avenue NW during my first group run in who-knows-how-long. I had … Continue reading →

Running, swimming and other forms of training have taught me a lot about the peculiar, individual machine that is my body. Perhaps no lesson has been as fascinating as the knowledge that my body adapts to training the way Hemingway … Continue reading →

I want to start today’s post by thanking everyone again for the brave, thoughtful, insightful comments on my post about disordered eating among women athletes earlier this week. I obviously think this is a hugely important topic for runners and … Continue reading →

Thanks to Jenny Ruley Photography for a lovely pre-race photo from the Luray International Triathlon. Thanks to me for … nibbling on my goggles to ward off pre-race jitters? Messing with my cap, for some reason. Maybe I’m looking for … Continue reading →

I have lots of topics I want to touch on today, including: why the world wanted me to take five days off from swimming (closures at my two usual pools *and* my back-up pool for renovations and bad weather); why … Continue reading →

Quick! Say that five times fast! Unlike today’s title, today’s blog post is going to be short and sweet, and aims mostly to point you toward the most insightful, relatable essay about running I’ve read in quite a while. What … Continue reading →

I’ve been trying to improve my race-planning over the last several months, to avoid a feeling that’s become all too common (the feeling: “That 10K is *this* weekend?). To do so, I’ve been planning my races based on not just … Continue reading →

The best way to complete a triathlon: Share it with your friends. By that, I literally mean, “get two friends to do the parts of the triathlon you’d rather skip,” which is exactly what I did on Saturday at the … Continue reading →

I’d planned to spend today’s post dissecting the swim course for the Luray International Triathlon, giving you a sneak peek at what swimmers can expect on race day. But I realized something interesting as I got ready to actually write … Continue reading →

I’m not going to tell you yet another story about yet another reluctant journalist who, as David Carr put it, “succumbed to Twitter out of professional necessity” and grew to love it despite her best intentions to continue doubting and … Continue reading →