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Diabetic to Dietetics

I am a runner

I don’t get it. I just don’t get it. I’ve been trying to wrap my head around yesterday’s senseless act of evil at the Boston Marathon, but I can’t. I…

Sick sucks

A word to the wise, do NOT mess with karma, because let me tell you, I just got kicked in the butt by that turd-eating jerk face! Not even two…

Injury strategy 101

I don’t know if I’m being a wimp, overly cautious or smart as elephants, but whatever it is, it’s driving me bloody crazy. During last week’s rainy tempo run (the…

Saying goodbye

It felt as though I had been out of love with my Kona Zing for years, almost since I got him it seemed. Every time we hit the pavement, I…

Running with BOB, part 2

So. BOB. I suppose I should retract some of my former statements regarding my newest running partner. I suppose I should say I don’t loathe him, I don’t hate him,…

Sprinting and The Brain

Our brains, they’re funny little creations aren’t they! Or is it just mine? While running yesterday’s speed repeats, which I totally rocked (unlike the previous week) it suddenly dawned on…

Directionally disturbed

When I opened my eyes this morning there was lead weighting down my feet, sleep fairies blurring my vision, and every Negative Nelly excuse clouding my judgement. I had wanted…