I took myself out on a four-miler this morning despite thinking it might not be the best idea. Even though my run on Saturday didn’t end in extreme soreness and pain, my legs still needed time to recover from the distance. I also woke up very dehydrated. Like fuzzy tongue dehydrated. Given the circumstances, I wasn’t going to be too
A few weeks ago, I told you guys about how wonderful Orange is for running. Beautiful neighborhoods, clean streets and sidewalks, lots of shade and over all a safe place for a gal to run on her own. Well this week things took a turn for the negative and I found myself lost in the streets of Santa Ana. The
I know, I know. When the alarm goes off you would much rather be doing this… Than doing this… Especially when it’s cold. And you’ve been up late. And you just, over all, don’t give a damn about exercise when there is a warm bed calling. Trusty, me I know the excuses like nobody’s business. But I also know that