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Sparky’s Landing, Key Colony Beach

I had the rare opportunity to be traveling early in the day last week, which left me hungry and needing lunch on the drive from the mainland to Key West. But where to go? It had to be someplace with outdoor seating that allows dogs. Plus, I wanted somewhere with table service. I was not in the mood for DIY, so that eliminated the obvious choice of Keys Fisheries.  We chose Sparky’s Landing on Key Colony Beach.  Continue reading Sparky’s Landing, Key Colony Beach

The Race That Wasn’t

If I commit to something, I typically do it. Whatever it is, no matter how annoying or how much I regret saying “Yep, sure, I can do that.” Somehow, it always happens. Last year when I committed to running a half marathon with Team in Training, I trained so that I would be prepared. I ran three days a week, distance dictated by my training calendar, for over three months. I did not miss one single training. Why? Because I knew I had to put in the time in order to finish the race and be able to walk when I was done.

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Ultra Marathons: Ultra Crazy?

Roughly the length of the Keys 100 Run

An “ultra marathon” is generally described as any race longer than the traditional, or “normal” marathon distance of 26.2 miles. I have decided that I will do the New York Marathon in 2012. I gave up my spot in 2011 due to knee surgery and then not having enough time to train. I realize that running even one marathon is a bit crazy, but it is something I will do just to prove to myself that I can do it and survive, preferably with my toenails intact.

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Using a Public Restroom: Please Lock the Door

Toilet paper

Image via Wikipedia

One of my very first blog posts, on October 26, 2009 was about not locking the door in a public restroom. I had the misfortune of walking into a gas station restroom to a woman in a lace thong with her jeans around her ankles. It was not a pretty picture, I assure you. Well, it seems that the peeing public still has not figured out the concept of a door lock. When you use a bathroom in a public place, you should always observe a few simple rules of etiquette: Continue reading Using a Public Restroom: Please Lock the Door

Key West Half Marathon

Yep, I’m nuts. That is the only explanation for having run the Key West half marathon yesterday, a mere two weeks after Disney. Several friends who did the Disney run also did the Key West run yesterday. I was really looking forward to this run for a few reasons.

  1. I was already trained. I did the Disney half marathon, successfully, so clearly I could make it through another 13.1 miles Continue reading Key West Half Marathon

Success

The weary Key West Team at 3:15AM

If you have been following along, you know that I have just run (run/walk/run) in the Disney Half-Marathon over the weekend, along with 26,999 other people. I have had three months of waking up at 4:15 on Saturday mornings to train, running with the Lululemon Run Club every Tuesday, suckering FKGuy to run with me on Thursdays and complaining the entire time to anyone who would listen, including you, my dear reader. I have spent three months second-guessing myself and trying to remove the word can’t from my vocabulary (as in “I can’t possibly run four blocks, let alone 13.1 miles”). Turns out, I can. Continue reading Success

A Run Club? Really?

When I started this whole running thing, I really thought I just needed some shoes (I had a seven year old, falling apart, crappy New Balance version, which I thought would be fine) and a good sports bra and I would be on my merry way. I was very, very wrong. I signed up for Team In Training (TNT), was given my fund raising goal and a list of trainings. The Saturday trainings in Key West started at 6:30AM. I was horrified. Then I was told that it would get earlier. I thought they meant 6:15AM, and alas was once again mistaken. It got to be as early as 5AM. TNT Dude would have none of my bitching and told me to meet him at the Aventura (in Miami) golf course that evening. Continue reading A Run Club? Really?

196 Miles

This looks nothing like me running.

196 miles is roughly the distance between my home in Hollywood, FL and my home in Key West. It is the distance between Baltimore, MD and New York City. 196 miles is over 1 million feet. A million. It is also the distance that I have run thus far in my half-marathon training. After nearly forty three hours of running, it is somewhat surprising that I am still standing. Continue reading 196 Miles

In the Near Future

Key West Sunset Wide
Image by dongato via Flickr

When I decided that moving to Key West, even part time, was a good idea, it was largely for the feeling of the island. I can walk everywhere. People are nice. There is a lot to do. Never once did the “lots to do” part feature running, and certainly not racing. Now, over a year later, training for a half marathon, I find that there are more races than a person could possibly want to do. Unless you are completely insane, which I am not. Yet. Continue reading In the Near Future

Overconfidence… or Sheer Stupidity

You may have already read some of my training fun here or here. I may not have mentioned that I come from a long line of athletically-challenged individuals. It is a serious case of Goldberg-itis. If there was a Wikipedia definition it would say: the genetic makeup of a non-athlete; may have episodes of getting injured while getting out of bed; may spontaneously ache for no reason; will complain excessively about aforementioned aches and pains. Don’t worry, it is not contagious. At any rate, all of the non-athletes in my family continue to think I am nuts, but have generally accepted the half-marathon-training-so-I-can’t-be-functional-until-after-my-nap-on-Saturday life or the fact that I train twice a week in the evenings, so I am not free for dinner on those days.  Continue reading Overconfidence… or Sheer Stupidity