Don’t Talk to Me While I’m Running

I wrote this while sitting in Prospect Park after my first Couch to 5K workout. See, a few days ago, I couldn’t fall asleep and, for some reason, I decided to sign up for a 5K in October.

I don’t make great decisions at 1:30 in the morning.

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Do I Have to Run?

If you are anything like me, you allow your self esteem to be directly related to your self view. My self view is that I am totally out of shape, overweight, and need to get focused. My self esteem has been pretty low because of it. So I thought, “Hmmm, how do get my body back to the shape I know it should be?” I know that I am really an athletically trim figure but the world just can’t see it. So I have to straighten up. Read More Do I Have to Run?

Racing Myself

I ran my first race on Saturday, the Hot Chocolate 15k in Chicago. As I dragged myself out of bed at 6:30 in the morning, several hours earlier than my normal Saturday waking time, I swore if I had not shelled out a hefty fee, I would be on my way back to bed, and that I would never again subject myself to rising early on a cold Saturday morning to run. Later, while I and my brother yelled with the shock as we took off long pants and coats to put into gear check, I swore it again before sending my much faster brother to the first start corral, and heading towards my own start location. But as I waited by myself for the race to begin, I started to feel some excitement looking at the women surrounding me. Read More Racing Myself

Badass Ladies of History: Kathrine Switzer

In 1967, Kathrine Switzer made history by becoming the first woman to run the Boston marathon as a registered entrant. In previous years, women had run the race unofficially, presumably following the course without earning the same recognition as their male counterparts. It took Switzer’s race entry to change this. Read More Badass Ladies of History: Kathrine Switzer

It’s summer! Now what?

I’m writing this when I should be finishing up my final papers.  Four more days, and I’ll officially be done with my first year of grad school and will be facing more than three months of relative emptiness. How ever will I cope? Read More It’s summer! Now what?