This is picture of Joe and I at the Rehoboth Marathon on November 22nd... I told you we looked like Ninjas! ...I added this pic and a few others to that race report....click here: Rehoboth Marathon Story
6 Days At the Fair AND that folks… is a wrap… two years ago I set out on a quest to finish my bachelor’s degree. Whether it was spurred by the intense desire to know I could… or some quack hiccup in the brain, I emptied my bank account and signed up for night school. It kind of almost killed me... working full time and trying to manage homework, family and my vintage clothing second job.. I must of been out of my mind. But sometimes.. the craziest things happen.. in the verge of an almost complete breakdown during 4th quarter madness.... I somehow managed to sign up for a race..... that I wouldn’t even tell my husband I signed up for until a few months before it happened. I mean how could I tell anyone that I plan to run for 6 days??? A 6 DAY RACE........ HOW utterly...FANTASTIC.....!!!! T hose words and the thump of excitement in my hear...
Every day since moving to Florida, almost a year ago, has been a struggle of acclimation to the heat and new lifestyle...Well finally it happened. The perfect compilation of events on a 72 degree morning with 88% humidity, I nailed my long run. 16 miles in just under 3 hours. NOW that may be the slowest 16 miles I have ever done... but given that I have been struggling to run long, its a major win for me! #betterthanyesterday
GREAT time this past weekend... my SUFFER BUDDY....... “Denise” and I drove the 6+ hours up to Vermont in order to run up and down mountains on little tiny snowshoes.... And to think we missed out on the beautiful 70 degree weekend in PA to do so. It was my second year for this race and Denise’s first.... and I was anxiously looking forward to showing Denise the fun that I had experienced last year... I told her about the vast amounts of snow, the quaint Vermont chalets with little white lights, the charming General Stores that sell real Vermont Syrup in super nifty maple leaf bottles, the moose crossing signs, and of course the really narrow pitch black mountain roads. .. (where Da snow?) I call Denise my "Suffer Buddy" because she is the only person I know who I have managed to convince to do all the crazy shit I do....to go out and buy snowshoes even though we hardly get any snow in our part of PA.. to ride 6+ hours in a car and then PAY to be able to run up and down mou...