There’s a point during a long run–somewhere around six miles–when my mind clears. The angry din of competing stresses silences, the red haze of self-righteous indignation dissipates, and my shoulders drop in surrender to the tranquility of the moment. My vision widens beyond the terrain immediately beneath my feet. Suddenly, I’m surrounded by peace and… Read more »
Posts Categorized: Running
A Jealous Mistress
The general consensus about my plan to climb the day after running the Hartford Marathon was that I was nuts, but I figured my arms would be fresh enough. More importantly, there just had to be some climbing. What with one thing and another, and you can blame a lot on the rain, I haven’t… Read more »
Reach the Beach 2008
Part Fun, Part LogisticsI joined The Red Eye Runners, Steve’s Reach the Beach team, at the last minute when one of his teammates had to drop out. My friend Lisa commented that Reach the Beach is supposedly fun but a logistical nightmare. Luckily for me, this was the team’s fourth time running the race, so… Read more »
CREWED
Another “not a climbing post” post. Sorry. But this weekend was an amazing adventure and I have to get it down on paper somewhere. On Saturday I crewed for Steve at the 2008 Vermont 100. I’d never crewed an ultra-marathon before, so I didn’t know what to expect. A friend summarized CREW as “Cranky Runner,… Read more »
Running gently downhill
There are times when you’re running along–tired, discouraged, somewhat pained–and the running suddenly seems easier. Your breathing slows and your stride lengthens. You think to yourself: I’m getting my second wind; all that training is finally paying off; I feel better than I expected. If you turned around at one of those moments and looked… Read more »
Good is what we call it
There’s no climbing in this post. Unless, for some reason, you want to hear more than I want to tell about what it took to get me out of bed Monday morning. Although I’m a climber who runs, not a runner, not even a runner who climbs, lately I’ve been doing more running than climbing…. Read more »
Uncertainty + Determination = Motivation
“I’ve decided to run the Maine race,” I tell my boyfriend Steve over dinner Friday night. “Oh-kaaay,” he says, in a tone that means something else. There Dawn goes again–setting her sights on some unlikely endeavor, trying to shortcut preparation and planning with one foolhardy, glorious push for the summit. The Pineland Farms Trail Race… Read more »