This Saturday marked the 8th consecutive weekend I had a race. Yes, this is now my (unintentional) record but I promise the racing streak ends here! Of all 8 races I probably had the lowest expectations for this one and I have to admit I was pleasantly surprised. For the first time in many months I negative split a race
Saturday’s Grand Prix race took me way back to my former running days. Lining up in boxed lanes in a grassy field makes me feel like a high school cross country runner all over again. A few differences this time were having my kids right behind me and I didn’t have a coach yelling out splits. I’ve only run one
Last Saturday I ran in the ARK Classic 5k which was race # 14 in the Arkansas Grand Prix series. Technically this was my third time to run it and the third time on a new course! I actually ran this race in 1998 as a college sophomore. It was the one and only time during college that our coach
Saturday was my third time to race in the Wildcat Road Mile. This is a small, local race that benefits my daughter’s cross country team. The mile is an intimidating distance for me and coming off a marathon recovery cycle was not the ideal time to race it. I started a little too aggressive and then lost focus on the