It’s 2017! I’m not really the resolution type, but this year I do have one: Be outside in nature as much as possible, whether I’m running, hiking, biking, or just reading a book. Of course, lately that’s been a challenge because it’s winter and I’m recovering from a little knee injury that I haven’t mentioned on […]
Well, folks, another year of running has come and gone. That means it’s time to reflect on the upbeat music that got me through all of the miles I logged this year. Because I did that last year and now it’s tradition. This isn’t a super typical running mix of pop songs, though I did […]
Few things make me smile more than that first sunny, no-headband-required run in late winter, when it reaches 50 degrees and everyone giddily takes advantage of the almost-spring weather. Yesterday was one of those.
Seeing my neighbor easing into a full split while I strain my legs into (something vaguely resembling) a half split is disheartening. But I take comfort in the fact that I’m not alone, that many fellow marathoners have muscles wound as tightly as mine. If you’re one of those runners, you’ll understand the struggles of these 5 common yoga poses.
Actually, I like regular old noodles as much as the next girl, but I had a giant spaghetti squash on hand. I could have gone my usual literal route and eaten roasted squash with spaghetti sauce and parmesan cheese (how I love thee), but I decided to riff on Pickled Plum’s yakisoba-style recipe instead. And by riff I mean “scrap up whatever contents I can find in my refrigerator.”
Not long ago, I was griping about the dark days of running. Whether you go in the morning (um, what’s your secret?) or at night, like me, the short winter days mean you’ll be sweating it out sans sun for a few months. Now, as the sunset edges later day by day, I’ve found peace in the dusky evening sky.
I went snowshoeing for the first time this weekend! Up in Peninsula State Park in Door County, Wisconsin. The peninsula is as frozen as Elsa’s ice palace at this time of year, but it’s also quiet, crystalline and drop-dead gorgeous.
Normally I head to the fast flow or advanced classes to push my muscles to the limit, but this week I got back to basics at foundation and slow flow classes. I’ve gotta say, it was kind of wonderful.
Today I braved 5-degree weather for a quick four-miler. While I was running, a passerby actually shook her head at me and said in disbelief, “You’re crazy to be out here in this.”
Tonight I ran past a digital sign that flashed the temperature (37 WHOLE DEGREES) and wondered why I didn’t see any other runners taking advantage of this good fortune. Probably because it had been raining all day, or because monster piles of melting snow create their own hazards.