Race number one is in the books! What an epic end to a hellish week. Our house has been fraught with illness and even more sleepless nights. Our youngest spiked a fever and coughing fits, which ended in an uneventful ER visit where she got a hospital grade suction out of her nose, a mega […]Read More Running on empty (and in snow, in 7 degrees, in February)
8pm-7:30am: up all night with sick kid 7:45-8:15am: eat soggy cereal, feed children, guzzle coffee 9:15am: doctor appointment for sick child (they can’t do anything because, you know, she’s still breathing). Just a virus, come back when she’s coding, got it. 10:00am: oh look at that, locked out of the house with a sick, tired […]Read More A case of the night runs
Running this week on the treadmill, I got the pleasure of dusting off my old iTunes account, which is like opening a musical time capsule from 2007. This got me thinking about what brought me to running in the first place. In 2007, I was freshly dumped, had a house I couldn’t afford, and I […]Read More Smoke after stretching for optimum results
Whew! Made it. Another week on the books. Not with it’s own setbacks and triumphs. The Triumphs. I started out my week looking for a little motivation and I ended up registering for the Red Flannel Run 5k. This will be my first road race in about two years. This was actually my very first […]Read More This week in running: sewer monsters, red flannelling, myrtls. Not in that order.
None of these things genuinely compliment each other in my life. Period. Blog post over.
Just kidding, I have plenty more to say and I will try my best to be brief.Read More A note about running, sleeping, nursing, and momming
Sometimes I can be the queen of excuses when it comes to getting out the door to run.Read More Hello, Running. It’s Alicia.
After hearing this would be the last year for Dam to Dam, I mustered the courage to add running gear to my Christmas list.Read More Gotta Get the Gear
First off, I need to get over the overwhelmingly cliche feeling on starting a fitness, goal-oriented, blog on New Year’s Eve. Me and a couple hundred thousand women with sad, body shaming thoughts are uncorking the chardonnay and thinking, ‘maybe I’ll start a blog.’ So, cheers, ladies. I’m sure we’re all writing for the same […]Read More New Year, New Goals