Seasons of Slow

When I first started running I was dreadful. Not dreadful as in slow. Obviously I was slow. I’m talking about just running in general. I did a couple 5Ks and couldn’t go the entire distance without stopping for walk breaks. I mean, I couldn’t even go a full mile before my screaming legs and burning…

Season of Slow

I’m an idiot. Coming out of my lackluster performance at Burning River, I knew I needed a little R&R.  I had several months in between races, which provided me the perfect opportunity for some downtime.  I’m a planner though so I can’t just have complete unstructured nothingness stretching out as far as the eye can…

Time For a Reset

As a runner, you’re supposed to listen to your body.  Muscles more sore than normal?  Take an extra day off.  Something starting to feel a little off?  Cut back your mileage for a week.  Sharp stabbing pains every time you lace them up?  Schedule an appointment with your doctor of choice and take the rest…

July’s Long Run

Yesterday was 3 weeks out from my next race, Burning River 100.  This is typically my peak week of training, however I haven’t been following much of a training plan since my Bighorn fiasco.  There is only 6 weeks between the two races, which right now is just a bit too long to just do…

All Wet

Rain, rain, and more rain. I headed over to Cheslen Preserve to get in 25 miles this morning.  The forecast was for rain all morning long and the weatherman sure nailed it.  It never got to a full downpour, but it rained consistently the entire time I was out.  The temperature was right around 50…