Chicago 2013: Bad Dreams and Good Racing
The night before the Chicago Marathon, I had multiple nightmares. There was of course the “I have a calculus final and I don’t know calculus” one that I have at … Continue reading
Did You Run Off the Edge of the World?
Okay, I admit it. It’s been a really long time since I wrote a post. You might have thought the blog was dead. (Hopefully none of you thought I was … Continue reading
Woe to the Finish-Line Video
Can someone tell me when, exactly, finish-line videos became “the thing”? I feel like I’ve missed quite a few American cultural moments being in Europe – Charlie Sheen’s meltdown, Sarah … Continue reading
Running as a Way to See the World: Crete
I don’t know about you, but I like gross generalizations, so I’m going to make one now: People in the Mediterranean don’t run. I’m basing this off two pieces of … Continue reading
Now Comes the Hard Part
There are 6 weekends left before the Düsseldorf Marathon, and we’re traveling or hosting visitors for 5 of them. As far as my social life goes, this is an exciting … Continue reading
Running as a Way to See the World: Berlin
I think there’s a point in every expat experience where you make some sobering realizations: That Web site that said you could learn a new language in three months was … Continue reading
A Runner Packs for Germany
Handsome J and I are sitting in the Charlotte airport, having completed leg one of our ridiculous (but cheap!) journey to Aachen. Leg two is Charlotte to Philadelphia. Leg three—following … Continue reading
Pre-Marathon Tipping Point
It’s early Thursday morning and I’m sitting at my desk, trying to crank out something for the blog before I have to start my actual work day. It’s a sad … Continue reading
Fiesta on the Move
It’s been in the planning stages for quite a while, but I guess it’s time for the official announcement: I’m taking this party overseas. Roughly one month from today, Handsome … Continue reading
Test of Travel Part II: Mind Games
It doesn’t matter how many races I do or how many books I read. At some point, ever few months or so, I have an experience that makes me feel … Continue reading