Various answers to questions about the boatloads of fuel I’ve used to train for a marathon WAIT. I’m running a marathon again?! WTF.
The headline of this post should lead you to believe that I have finally put “fear of writing titles” far behind me.
I said I’d never do this again, that this was by far worse than an unmedicated childbirth, but some things are far more important than a few hours of concentrated pain.
I’ve put on my running shoes again and am promising not to regale you with tales of inevitable injuries.
I guess you probably could say that this post is sponsored by my butt.
This week’s link roundup.
If you ever decide to lose your mind and run a marathon for the first time, my first piece of advice is to budget enough time and money (if it’s out of town) to stay an extra day so that you can spend that day lying on your back. Do absolutely nothing. Don’t leave the [...]
Egad. Wait, is that supposed to be plural? EGADS. Whatever. Maybe I should just end this sentence with ten exclamation points to express the same thing!!!!!!!!!! THAT FEELS SO GOOD. Try it. Go on, TRY IT. Six days ago I got up really early to go for a five-mile run. My right hip was a [...]
I promise you this is not going to become a running blog, although with as much as I have been through physically in the last couple of weeks I’d have content for that site through Q4. Quick, Jon! Let’s get someone to sponsor my hamstrings. That won’t piss anyone off! (JESUS CHRIST THE EXCLAMATION POINTS.) [...]