I had a pretty good plan, but it got messed up by a Historic Winter Storm. It wasn’t just snow… this thing had a name. They called it Nemo, and I found it on the home page of weather.com without entering my zip code. If I was going to run in that, I figured I should do it early.
Not only do I have the typically ugly feet of a runner, but mine are also exceptionally wide. It’s been tough to find shoes that fit properly without leaving bunches of room in the toe, but I thought I had managed it. Until now.
I wanted to get out there for New Year’s Day, but there was an awful lot of snow on the ground from recent storms. Rather than just blow it off, I decided to break out some nifty toys that I picked up in Freeport. They’re shoe spikes like the ones I had before, but far more serious. In fact, I’m sure I’ll see them in an action movie at some point.
I try to make a point of running on special occasions. I could call it a tradition, but it’s really just another way to get myself out of bed on a cold morning. Today, however, is special. Today is Christmas. And so far, it’s been on of my favorites. The first thing I did was [...]
Obviously, I can’t let the World end without getting one last run in. And since the Mayans were a bit vague on the type of apocalypse we can look forward to, I sort of had to pick one. Once again, I fired up Zombies, Run and hoped for the best. So far, I’m a little [...]
Lately I’ve been trying to learn the ways of new town and get back into a decent pattern, but I didn’t really have any routes established. So when I heard about Back Cove from some other runners I met around town, I decided to look it up and see if I could get 10K out of it. A quick look at Google told me that I can, as long as I add some downtown running to the mix.
Winter running is a bit different in New England. The cold climate brings more than just discomfort and a chill. It brings a new set of rules and hazards, including how to dress. Today I screwed that last one up.
I have this friend named Theresa. When she’s not texting all of her friends and family about how awesome I am, she writes her own stuff and runs around town. She’s actually much faster than I am, but she typically gets caught by zombies. Today I’d like to share my secret for not getting bitten by the undead.
Lately I’ve been a little better about my pattern, so I’ve noticed the changes in the early morning light. Or rather, the lack of it. Each morning, 5am gets a little darker and a little colder. The temperatures have been mostly merciful, but the light has faded steadily.
I had hoped to compete in this marathon, but I have yet to master the art of wearing spikes on my shoes and stomping through snow banks. Instead, I was a grateful spectator. How could I not be? The Start and Finish were insanely close, and my apartment is on Mile 16 of the course! With [...]
The weather was too good to pass up, so I didn’t. The temperature was 36F, so I didn’t even need my tights or my gloves… just my Space Jacket and a sport skully. A beautiful day like this just screams out for something special, so I decided to hit Main Street in downtown Burlington. Main Street [...]
Recently I’ve been complaining whining about the traffic around my sister’s place. Broad River Road is one of the most runner-unfriendly roads in the city, so running towards town is a good way to get killed by a hit-and-run driver. It’s also poorly maintained, so running away from town is a good way to turn [...]
Since Cara is in Vermont, I had decided to drive down to Charleston and spend Thanksgiving with my brother. It was going to be a triple-threat: beer, movies and pizza. And just for a bit of nostalgia, I was going to do the Turkey Day Run again. But at the last minute, I did a [...]
Time once again for the Governor’s Cup. It starts at the Statehouse and winds through Columbia. Cara and I have been really busy with the move up north coming up, so we didn’t get a chance to train properly. Still, we had signed up for the half and we were determined to make a good [...]
I went for a quick 4-miler this morning to see if I could somehow salvage an early-morning running route from around my sister’s place. The bad news is that it didn’t work. Before sunrise it’s pitch black with few street lights and there are too many chances to turn an ankle. The good news is that I am now in love with Old Navy.