I didn’t run the Rock n Roll Chicago Half Marathon this year. I opted to run the 10K course instead. Regular readers will remember my post from last year where I called out the race organizers for putting together a shoddy event that didn’t…

I didn’t run the Rock n Roll Chicago Half Marathon this year. I opted to run the 10K course instead. Regular readers will remember my post from last year where I called out the race organizers for putting together a shoddy event that didn’t…
I was expecting to finish the day in pain. I looked at the elevation chart for the Mad Half Marathon and saw two giant hills. Not only that, but less than 24 hours earlier, I ran the Old Port Half Marathon in Portland,…
I needed a race like this. It was chilly. It was overcast. It was rainy. My shoes and clothes were completely soaked when I crossed the finish line. And I loved every minute of it. If those conditions sound miserable, let’s look…
In 2012, I ran the Fargo Marathon. When I got my results, I was surprised to see two extra columns that I wasn’t expecting. One had the number of runners I had passed on the course. The other had the number who had…
I still remember almost every step of the first marathon I ever ran – Chicago, 2006. At some points along the course, I felt invincible. At others I felt low and was lucky to be surrounded by cheering spectators who helped…
I’m guilty of something. I’m sure you are too. In a recent post about Grandma’s Marathon, I talked about what a great race it was (which it is and you should totally sign up for it if you haven’t already). Unfortunately, the weather on race…
Ten years ago I ran my first marathon (Chicago, 2006). When I finished, I told a friend that I couldn’t wait to run another one. She suggested Grandma’s Marathon in Duluth, Minnesota. Unfortunately, the 2007 race was on a day that…
It’s not very often that I get to write a post that combines elements of my day job with my passion for running. In fact, I’d be willing to bet that a lot of my readers don’t even know what…
After scaling a bunch of 6 and 7 foot walls, carrying 5 gallon bucket filled with pea gravel up a steep muddy hill, climbing 25 foot high rope ladders, crawling under barbed wire and swinging across a 20 foot long set of…
For anyone who ran the Buffalo Marathon a few weeks ago or might be considering running it in the future, a few runners and I recently spent some time talking about our experiences at this year’s race – what we…