Late yesterday I got an email from FedEx notifying me I was getting a package from “Ragnar Trail Atlanta” sometime today. It weighs three pounds. No other information available.
My eyes rolled all the way up into my head. My skin flushed ...
I’m breaking up with MapMyRun today. It’s over. The thrill is gone. There are a lot of other fish in the ocean, all of which can do the most basic thing that a run tracking app should do, which is, you know, to accurately track your fuck...
So I find myself for the second time training for a Ragnar while nursing an Achilles injury. At a time when I really should be racking up street miles, that’s the worst thing to do. I’m left with cross-training, such as elliptcals, stati...
