Running

hills, speed, lsd

The Tiffany Report

Races, Running

No one said the robins’ egg blue road would be an easy road. I knew there would be hills, massive hills; I knew I’d likely feel that familiar nausea at some point in my lungs; and  I knew I’d probably face the inner turmoil of whether or not to continue to run or cave in to an early walk break. But I was NOT prepared for a run akin to trying to run through Metrotown – BC’s largest shopping mall, featuring the most ignorant shoppers who walk at a snail’s pace 5, 8, and 10 across blocking any which way around them or through them. The early morning start. Me and my running chicks. This year’s NWM had 22,500 participants; 22,000 of who I swear were walkers. And these weren’t racing walkers, oh no, there was no walking etiquette with them whatsoever. They walked on the right, they walked on the […]

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Ready or not…

Races, Running

Ready or not, here I come NWM! Yep, you guys called it, I will be trying to race on Sunday. My plan is to go out and see how I feel and if I feel great off the hop, I’ll keep going and trying to go as long as my legs and lungs will push me. At this point, there is nothing, no injury, no pain, no nigglyness, nothing holding me back. Whether that holds true for Sunday, only time will tell. All I know is that if I don’t try, I’ll end up kicking myself in the end. I’ve got to try. It may not be my best run, it may not be my best race, but then again, it might be. When I ran Toronto, I was in a similar situation coming off injury and I totally rocked that run; my best run. (Mind you, I think I

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Running with the vultures

Running

I’m sorry people. I couldn’t do it. I tried. I even timidly walked back to the spot where they were, camera in hand, but as soon as they started flapping their wings, I was off running. I was NOT going to be vulture bait. I have run with dogs, and cows, and horses, and chickens, even some rabbits here and there. But not until I arrived in Sonoma County did I ever run with vultures. And let me just say, never again do I want to run with vultures, because as much as I kept telling myself we were just running together, that it was no big deal, I think it was more them chasing me as though I were a hunk of decaying flesh dangling before their eyes. Photo by Casey Allen on Unsplash I would have got my own picture, but, uhm, I was pretty close to peeing

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Not the boss of me

Diabetes, Running

When power gels and energy drinks fail you, there’s really only one thing left to do: Dig into your chocolate drawer 😀 Four months ago I gave up on gels as a source of fuel for my runs, not letting one drop of that nasty goop pass through my lips ever since my last marathon. Those suckers were evil, torturing my insides, cramping my stomach up so bad, I spent the majority of my runs with a vomit-filled feeling creeping all the way up into the back of my throat. Not cool. I then tried the Hammer Perpetuem drink as a fuel replacement. It started out promising, not wreaking havoc on my belly, not wreaking havoc on my blood sugars. However, once my mileage started increasing beyond 13 km, so did my blood sugars. My last long run ended with an 18.something BG. Not cool. So yesterday, my first long

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