I don’t know why runners hate to taper. I’m loving the lazy life, eating up a storm. It will be a miracle if I manage to drag my ass up Chapman’s Peak.
How do you let go of a dream? Even if it’s based on the wispy tendrils of a wing and a prayer? Even if, in your heart of hearts, you knew it was the remotest of remote possibilities? I entered Comrades this year. I know. 88km. 12 hours. So very, very far. And I know […]
The Cycling Husband and I ran our second marathon yesterday, but it’s fair to say that this was the first real one. Because New York just doesn’t count. If you really want to understand what it feels like to run a marathon, you need to do it in the East Rand. Ok, so Edenvale. It’s […]
I love everything about running. I love the way running makes me feel alive. I love the way it makes me feel strong, and capable. I love the lumo kit. I love the super bling shoes. I love running with my friends so we can vent about the small stuff and get it out our systems […]
Let me tell you a funny story. I’m Class Mom this year. It’s ok, you can laugh, most people I know have already snorted their morning coffee through their nose upon hearing the news. My daughter laughed like a drain. True story. When I first told her, she looked a little like a deer in […]