And not because I’ve got Daddy issues. Here’s what I remember about my 9th grade English class: My teacher’s name was Ms. Bradley, with a heavy emphasis on the Mizzzzzzzzzzzz. It was 1984 and feminism was still something of an oddity, especially among 14-year olds. She was one of the toughest teachers I’d ever had, […]
Embracing the Suck
It’s been a month since the AR50 and I think I am finally, just now, almost fully recovered. It’s been a terrific month, full of very easy-paced (though I would argue, not easy) running and some lovely trail time with UltraIronHubs. Just this week, on one of my runs, my legs felt wonderful and fresh […]
Friday Five-a-rooni
Number 1. Everything sounds more fun and festive with “a-rooni” attached to it. It’s a fact, try it. “What are you doing today?” “Getting a root canal-a-rooni.” See? Number 2. I’m still recovering from last week’s race (and still eating like I’m training for the half-iron I did in May. Duh.), as evidenced by the […]
