I’ve been in Pittsburgh for two weeks now, and I’ll be here for two weeks more, and it’s so incredibly nice to be stationary for a while.
When I’m puttering around the Internet, planning out my upcoming races (which is a fair bit of the time), my decisions start with looking at a calendar and a map. (Running in the USA‘s map view changed my life!!) Then, once I find a suitable candidate, I google the medal. And yes, I have 100% vetoed potential races because they had crappy medals. I want the evidence of my triumph over sanity to sparkle! Continue reading “Holiday Half Marathon & Ugly Sweater 5k (Pomona, CA): Race Review”
This may come as a shock to you, but I’m tired. The first three weeks or so on the road were pretty great. But somewhere around day 26 or 27, the untethered-ness of my current endeavor finally started to hit me in earnest. Continue reading “Reflecting on My First Month as a Digital Nomad (well, 40 days)”
I can’t believe it’s been almost a month since my last post. I also can’t believe I’ve been a digital nomad for more than a month. Finding time to bake anything has been hard, and finding time to post about it even harder. But it’s high time I shared this simple and surprisingly delicious no-bake treat with y’all! Continue reading “Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Fudge (AKA egg-less cookie dough)”
Particularly in contrast to my last race, the Gobbler Grind Half Marathon in Overland Park, Kansas was an absolute treat. It’s a lovely little race with good course support and fairly decent swag. Continue reading “Gobbler Grind Half Marathon: Race Review”
I’ve waited a while to write this… both because life is a bit chaotic at present, and because I can’t stop thinking “if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.” And I’m honestly having a very hard time thinking of anything nice to say. But I’m running another half tomorrow, so I should probably get this over with. Shake it off, as Taylor would say, so I can start fresh. Continue reading “Spinx Run Fest Half Marathon: Race Review”
Yesterday morning, I ran 7 miles on the Swamp Rabbit Trail — possibly for the last time — packed up my stuff, and hit the road for the next 4? 6? 8? months. Now, I’m in Louisville, Kentucky, on my way to Kansas City, and yesterday feels more like last week. Continue reading “The Things We Leave Behind”