The past two weeks have been busy, busy, busy over here. I guess that sort of goes without saying because we’re always at least a little bit busy — even if we’re ONLY talking about laundry. But in the last two weeks two kids got sick (including a 105.7 fever that stuck around a little too
Remember when this used to be sort of a running blog? If you answered “no,” then you’re in good company because NEITHER DO I! Several years ago, I wrote a lot about postpartum running because running was a huge part of my life before pregnancy, and having a baby packs a wallop. Postpartum running was hard,
It’s becoming an Easter tradition for our family to participate in David’s preschool race and Easter egg hunt. Tom ran last year but this year he volunteered to help. Which reminds me, sometime after the half-marathon, Tom and I retired from running and all other forms of exercise. We just decided to surrender; our kids
Tom and I have always predicted that our kids will either love running or hate it. That’s what happens when you spectate your first marathon as a three-month old. When it comes to your parents’ passions, there is no half way. We expect they’ll have similar opinions about Virginia Tech football, Java Chip Frappuccinos and Microsoft
I’ve always thought the one thing that could make the Monument Ave. 10k better is if it had finisher’s medals. This year, in particular, I deserved one. If you read this post, you know I’m not in the best running shape of my life. Specifically, I’ve got some sort of postpartum hip injury. (That I
I’m running the Monument Ave. 10k in a few short weeks. Gulp. I don’t think I’ve ever been so unprepared for a race. My last race was the Richmond Half Marathon. Back then I was just five months postpartum, had a bad cold, and was totally and completely sleep deprived. I felt — and looked
The Richmond running community — and community at large — is mourning the loss of Meg Cross Menzies, who was struck and killed by a drunk driver while running. To honor Meg, over 61,000 runners (and counting!) around the world are running Saturday, January 18 to honor Meg’s life and to raise awareness of drunken driving, texting
After the half marathon, Tom draped our medals around David’s neck. He ran around the living room wearing them, twisting to make them clang and whip around his body. Then he stopped and looked down at them, looked back at us, back at the medals, and then looked at us and said the exact same
That title is actually a misnomer. Mary Virginia isn’t participating in the race this weekend. (Though people do ask if I’m pushing the stroller in the race. Um, no thank you. Strollers aren’t allowed in the race, but even if they were, no thank you.) Even if she was, it wouldn’t be her first half.
Tomorrow is the first day of the pre-race taper for the half marathon. For weeks now Tom and I have been running 10+ miles every Saturday. Long runs on Saturday means carb-loading on Fridays. I discovered long ago that the best pre-run meal for me is one that’s quick and easy (being on your feet cooking