Treadmills just don’t do it for me. I like running because it makes me feel athletic, happy and free. Running in place feels wrong. It’s a cruel joke to exert so much energy and go literally nowhere.
What sounds more like a human science experiment than a room full of people sweating and heaving on treadmills?
Despite my anti-‘mill stance, I love Mile High Run Club. For those unfamiliar, Mile High Run Club is New York’s first indoor-running training program, and yes they use treadmills. Think SoulCycle but swap the bikes for the real mental toughness machines.
Matt and I head to Colombia (!!) next week, so I’m in no way trying to rush us out of 2015. In fact, if that whole last week in December could move at a snail’s place so I can slowly (and safely!) get tan, I’d be much obliged. So without rushing 2015 away, now seems as good a time as any to share my early 2016 race plans with you.
What are you running in 2016?
Here’s what I’m signed up for so far:
Oh, hello there. Happy Fall, people. My shin/ankle/calf situation acted up this week, so I modified a bit. I love having a workout schedule but I love having a pain-free ankle more, so I’m being flexible.
Before I get into the weekly rundown, I wanted to share an awesome, usable nutrition blog I’ve been reading. It’s called Meals for Miles. Kelly is a registered dietitian (MS, RD) and shares healthy, NYC-based food information and I’m looking forward to taking her advice. Unlike other food-focused blogs, not every post requires I have a food processor (or the energy/interest in cleaning a food processor). She’s a runner and her posts are interesting and accessible.
I’ve mentioned it in passing, but I’ve never explained why I’m so positive about my physical therapy experience at Finish Line.
Aren’t you meant to dread physical therapy?
Before I went to FLPT I was feeling pretty frustrated. After many months, three doctors and a different physical therapy treatment, I wasn’t healing from what sounded like such a simple injury (an ankle sprain). Finish Line was a bright light for me, so I wanted to breakdown why this place is special and effective. (Though I hope you never need the information.)
This past Saturday, I ran in my first race in nearly a year. (Technically I participated a Turkey Trot with my family last Thanksgiving, but I didn’t race it.)
Five friends signed up for the Hamptons Half Marathon and I registered for the accompanying 5K. Two lovely ladies joined us for the weekend and came out to cheer, so our group made eight in East Hampton.
Cheerers on top, runners on the bottom. (I’m in both because I cheered on the half after the 5k), combined this group ran over 90 miles!