raspberry tequila sour
My least favorite berry morphs into my favorite current muse, it seems. I’m not vindictive towards the innocent raspberry, but it is typically…
Successful week slicing 20% of my previous weekly mileage. I wrote about down weeks previously and strongly advocate for them during marathon training.…
Certain forgetfulness exists in us about how breath gives in our lives. Of course, the survival denotation escapes no one. If we cease…
One point of interest on which I’ve honed of late: How can I combine yoga and strength training to create workouts that benefit…
Weeknight fish with a zesty dry rub and simple roasted potatoes and zucchini. No need to be too meticulous about the type of…
My IT band had a lot to complain about early in the week. Rather than resort to butthurtedness about the ordeal, I decided…
One enlivening morning ritual I observe is flowing to the sound of the coffee maker whistling brew into the pot. The scene cannot…
35 mile week that had its ups and downs – literally, and figuratively. I fought some intense muscle tightness in my hip flexor…
Big Sur training approaches for J and I, and I have premonitions of utmost laziness when it comes to daily lunches. The midday…
Another 30 mile adventure under my belt, including a fun and funky Christmas Day fartlek workout by the water! My body is feeling…
2019 was a year of plunges. It was a year. I moved forward, away, backwards, and probably diagonal at some points. Sometimes I…