There are runs that feel like movement, and then there are runs that feel like reckoning. I didn’t know it when I laced up that morning, but this would be the latter. I’d been trying to reconnect with running in this new season I’ve been thrust into, and on a...
Disclaimer: Before I begin, this is just my experience — and every pregnancy is uniquely valid. If yours looks or feels different from mine, that’s okay. Neither is better or worse. Pregnancy is so deeply personal, and each experience deserves to be honored. That’s...
The changing of the seasons has been harder than I anticipated. Every morning, I walk my dog, Oakly — the Tennessee air no longer cold but a lovely briskness that pairs perfectly with the soft, rising sun, a nod to the warmth that will come later in the day. It’s my...
If you were training for a huge marathon PR, one that would be a building block for qualifying for the Boston Marathon, and then found out you were pregnant — would you still race? That was exactly my predicament. ICYMI, I was training for a BQ when I found out I was...
If you’re new here (and you are, since this is only the third post on this blog), let me very rapidly catch you up: I was in the midst of training to qualify for the Boston Marathon, the day before a benchmark half marathon race, when I found out I was pregnant. (If...
