About

I express myself through my running, but I’d like to save and share some of my thoughts and emotions via writing. I often think it out while running, but forget all of it once I am off the road and reunited with the real world.

I started running in September of 2008 and maintained a rocky relationship with the sport for the first year or so. A few 5K runs, one half marathon, and a study abroad experience in France later, I laced up and didn’t look back. My relationship with running, training methods, terrain cravings, paces, shoe brands, favorite race distance, types of injuries, and even favorite running weather have all varied over the last six years.

It still fulfills me in a way that nothing else could.

First half marathon. I was on the verge of hyperventilating, collapsing or crying miles 3-13.1.

This is a picture of my first half marathon. I was on the verge of hyperventilating, collapsing or crying miles 3-13.1. The only parts I remember are being very cold at the start line, the last mile (“right through this tunnel, then we’re done!” said my running partner), and wondering why in the world my face was covered in salt afterwards. Also, pistachios at the finish line. This half marathon no longer exists, but I will never forget it.

 

 

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