Not So Fast

Oh, oh, oh, summer in Seward! The weather has been mostly great, which means the running has been incredibly great. Thursday evening I did a nice 10 miles on hilly roads and felt super. So when J called Friday morning to see if I was up for 10 miles on the Primrose side of Lost Lake Trail, […]

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Me and Alice, hanging tight

Last night I hiked Mount Alice with my trusty dog. It was my third day of not running after my oh-so-clumsy fall on Lost Lake Trail Sunday and I was restless and crazy with the need To Move. My foot and knee were still too tender to run, so I thought: Well, why not climb a mountain instead? Why, indeed. […]

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Uh-oh

So there I was, with my limpy sore leg and my limpy sore dog, all packed up in my limpy old Escort hatchback and headed out to do a couple miles of light running on one of my favorite trails. Forget the fact that I knew I should wait longer before stressing my gashed knee. I […]

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And then she fell

It happened. God punished me for making fun the woman taking a pee on the Mt. Marathon Bowl trail last night. My penance? I fell on the last mile of my 18 miler. One minute I was cruising, fast, on the downhill, and the next I had a rock sticking out of my knee. Ouch! […]

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And then she mooned me

Okay, so there I was hiking Mt. Marathon Bowl with my faithful dog, The Beebs. It was about 8:30 p.m., hours of daylight left, the weather cool but mild: Perfect hiking opps. And so we hiked. We passed a couple of people I knew, their dogs and my dog sniffed butts and did their thang. The […]

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9 totally awesome miles

Bet you wish you were me. Well, okay, you probably don’t want to be a moody, introspective writer. But I’ll bet you wish you were visiting me and running here. Yesterday I ran the Lowell Point Road loop. From my house, it’s exactly 9.1 miles, if I supplement an extra section on back roads. The views are amazing. There’s nothing […]

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Me on the Mountain

I’m still not sure what to say about the Mount Marathon Race. I loved it, and I hated it. I was excited about it, and I dreaded it. It was, you know, just the usual climbing 3,022 feet in 1.5 miles anguish. The day started out well. I ate a whole grain waffle, put on […]

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I survived Mt. Marathon

I survived the Mt. Marathon Race again. My time wasn’t spectaular, 1:27, middle of the packish but the coolest thing is that I think I finished without totally trashing my legs and should still be able to get in my 19 miler later this week. Or at least I hope. (Last year my legs locked up later […]

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Mt. Marathon: Prepare to suffer, all ye lads and lasses

Gulp, it’s almost time for the Mt. Marathon Race. In 36 hours I’ll be struggling, gasping and wheezing up 3,000 feet in 1.5 miles and then hurling myself back down much too fast for my own damned good. I am totally not ready. I’ve been training for long distance marathon miles, not short steep climbing miles. And believe […]

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Six muddy, delicious miles

I love the rain. I especially love running in the rain. There’s something about being out in the woods or up in the moutains when everything is drenched that is so life affirming. So early this evening I dragged myself away from my computer (it seems I’m supposed to be finished with my book–oops!), threw on my windbreaker […]

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