We had a long run of wonderful weather in the state I live in, but that time has unfortunately come to an end. As a result, I have to run on the "dread"mill. I have a love/hate relationship with that piece of machinery. There are some really great things about running on a treadmill. For … Continue reading The Winter Running Blues
My uncle would have been 55 yesterday. Why is this important, you may ask? Well, he was a runner before he passed away. In addition, he was my mom's brother, and my mom is 100% Irish. So that is where the Irish part of my blog makes sense-though thanks to my dad, I'm just a … Continue reading The Irish Part of My Blog
This morning I had to take my 11 month old to the doctor because he can't seem to shake a cough that he's had now for over two weeks. Good news (according to the doctor) is that since it's 'just viral' it means he hasn't had the need for an antibiotic for almost the entire … Continue reading Some Circuit Training For the Win!
During this holiday season, I would like to address some of what I am thankful for. I'm very thankful to have married into such a great, supportive family, and to have a supportive family of my own. They all support my running-and even suffer through what I can only imagine are somewhat tiring conversations I … Continue reading Thankful for the Run
They say everything in moderation, or, too much of anything can be bad. I can certainly agree with this sentiment in many areas of life. I love ice cream, but obviously too much of that would be a bad idea for my figure! Too much partying is obviously extreme as well (nobody likes the way … Continue reading Everything in moderation
This morning my oldest daughter and I went to a nearby park for her to participate in a small "Turkey Trot" race for a good cause. She ran a little over a mile and when she was done she asked if she could do "one more loop" (3 loops completed the distance). She really seemed … Continue reading My Daughter, the Runner?
I had to run an errand for an attorney at work today, and when I got to the destination, I was sent down to the mail room, which happened to include several stairs and a winding maze. Upon arriving to the mail room, I asked a lady that was there what I was supposed to … Continue reading I’m Not a Runner, I’m a Paralegal