Looking to change up my exercise routine, I ran a race Sunday that honored those in the military. The real honor came at the end when I cheered for Yuyri Zmysly, a man who doctors said could forever be in a vegetative state.
Image from Salute, Inc.
It was Salute Inc.’s “got freedom?” run. My crazy-runner-MILF friend texted me on Friday to see if I was running it. I smirked, running it, ha! I hadn’t even *heard* of it. At 5:30 race morning, I decided … Read more ...
The temperature was in the lower 70s, clouds dotted the sky, a slight breeze skimmed off the lake and we were surrounded by more than 32,000 people. What a perfect day for a first race.
It was Chicago’s Shamrock Shuffle, the largest 8K road race in the world and I was finally getting the opportunity to run a race with my husband. Though neither of us are avid runners, I’ve always wanted to do a race with him. He’s cheered for me at … Read more ...
No joke. In 10 days one of my dreams is about to come true and the best part is that it’s going to benefit cancer patients.
The dream? It’s running a race with my husband. I know, I know. It sounds eye-rollingly mushy, but don’t tell anyone: I’m a closeted sap.
Getting ready for the Corporate Challenge 5K
I have always been enamored by the idea of running. It’s the purest form of exercise, just you and your legs pounding the pavement. No weights, mats, … Read more ...
“Weebles wobble but they don’t fall down.” A voice in my head keeps saying that whenever I walk longer than two minutes. But can you blame me? I’m nearly seven months pregnant, my stomach is huge and my rear-end has spread so that I waddle when I walk. It’s a good look, trust me.
Naturally I’m a very fast walker. Hubby hates it because he can’t keep up and can’t understand how I can move so quickly. I can’t understand how he moseys … Read more ...