It’s been a week since I’ve been back in the saddle of running. I took a week of cross training and other types of cardio because of my pinched nerve, but after a week, I just couldn’t take it anymore. My second run back, I decided to push a little further and see if I …
There’s something magical about a morning run before the rest of the world wakes up. There’s something magical about the dimness and fog that surrounds you with hope with what this day could hold. There’s something magical about the rustling in the woods that could be an unexpected morning encounter. There’s something magical about the …
I didn’t want to go running today. I didn’t want to go as I changed into my running clothes. I didn’t want to go as I put up my hair. I didn’t want to go as I tied my shoes. I didn’t want to go. But I did. And as my body creaked and ached …
It’s an exhilarating and excruciating experience. Those first steps without aches and pains, without feel the impact of each step. Freedom from pain. Oh yeah, I like running. And then the awkwardness of the autocorrecting that inevitably creeps up because you don’t have to overcompensate for run down support. Like a foal trying to learn to walk for …
