Where dreams are made of? I had the privilege this past weekend of running Central Park. Christian had to go to NYC for work on Friday and since I was unemployed for two days, I tagged along. It was a beautiful morning for a run (though freezing cold) and I was excited to get 8 miles under … Continue reading #concretejungle



My second week of training was equal parts terrible and fantastic. I ran 5 times for a total of 18 miles. The first 4 runs, which I've mostly blacked out at this point, were all terrible. It was either too cold, too rainy, too windy, or I was too crabby/tired/emotionally drained. At one point during … Continue reading #runningcanbefun?