Last week was tough. After the freakshow that was the Wisconsin Half Marathon, thanks to my salsa funk shoulder, I knew running and I would need a hiatus. So I swapped my running shoes for my neglected bike. I focused on what I could do, rather than whine about what I couldn’t. For the week, [Read More]
Tale of an Angry Ham: Injury Update
Google Images Finally seeing Dr. Miracle yesterday was like coming home as I hadn’t been in since the achilles fiasco pre-Boston 2010.I resisted the urge to collapse into his waiting arms sobbing as I shared details of the utter shambles this entire racing year has been. Honestly I had other things on my mind, namely [Read More]
