Boston’s Heartbreak Hill is legendary. What I didn’t realize until I got there last year is that the relentless, pounding downhills earlier in the race leave you quads exhausted by the time you hit the Newton hills.
Maintaining a smart pace early on even when it’s tempting to use the downhills to pick up the pace is key at Boston. This year, I resolved to have more left in the tank when I hit the hills. Last year, my splits went down the drain when I hit mile 20 and never recovered. Continue reading
A year and a half ago, I had an IT band injury that kept me from running and marathon training for over a month. I was going stir crazy, but even worse than that, no matter how long I rested, I couldn’t kick my IT band pain.
Desperate for a way to get active again that didn’t involve swimming any more awful laps in the pool, I skeptically decided to try out a Crossfit gym. I’d heard the rumors that runners perpetuate: Crossfit is dangerous. Crossfit will make you bulk up. Crossfit will make you slower! Continue reading
I pack more for a marathon than I do for a vacation. Some girls fill their suitcases with heels, but I’m more about racing flats and energy gels. Packing every. single. thing. I may need takes some stress out of race day. Continue reading
Race day started out with a 4am cinnamon raisin English muffin, PB, a banana, and some Powerade. Breakfast of champions, I’m telling ya. I put on my lucky purple shorts, braided my hair back, and was ready to go. Continue reading
It’s officially Taper Time! This past week I cut back my mileage to about 60% of my normal weekly miles and lightened up my weights at crossfit. Next week I’ll take off from the gym and just run. I also worked in strides on both of my easy days to keep my legs feeling sharp. Continue reading
We went from 85 degrees and 100% humidity to fall weather in about 2 days this week. I gotta admit, when it comes to running, I really do love fall. It just makes you feel so much faster! Continue reading
Today is officially T minus 2 weeks to the Akron Marathon. When I sign up for a marathon it always seems to be so far away until out of the blue I wake up one day and BAM it’s time to race. Continue reading