My third marathon is this weekend! I’m running the Seattle Rock ‘n’ Roll Marathon, which is about two hours away from my home. Getting up to drive to the race would be inconvenient to say the least. So I’m staying in a hotel near the start line. Since I’m in taper week I’ve been obsessing about race-day weather, getting in the right mindset, and planning…which of course includes making lists. So I’m sharing my race weekend packing list. If you have an out-of-town race, this list of what to pack will help you too! (Plus, I’ve made it easy for you to download and print it.)
Ugh hills! Am I right?! There is no avoiding running hills where I live. Whenever I approach a downhill, I begrudgingly think I am definitely going to have run back up this damn thing! My house sits on a hill, so when I head out my front door to go for a run, there is no avoiding the 500-foot decline at the beginning of my run and the 500-foot incline at the end. On top of that, my town is hilly; there isn’t a trail that I take that doesn’t have a few inclines on the path. Needless to say, I get slightly weary when I see a hill on my path and sometimes I just wish for a reprieve.
I recently upgraded my foam roller. I knew it was time to replace it when I noticed that it had lumps, sags, and stood askew. Four years ago, I bought my trusty red masseuse that I lovingly named IKEA, “just a normal Swedish name.” (Where are my Friends fans at?) I could donate my old foam roller, but I just don’t feel that it’s in good enough shape to do that. And I could simply toss it in the garbage, but all that foam is a biodegradable nightmare! So the tree-hugger that I am decided that I must find another purpose or two for my old foam roller.
On one of my most recent long runs, I tried a new trail where I was able to run for 18 miles in one direction. Amazing! But since everything was new to me, I felt even more alert and observant of my surroundings, and I noticed a pattern: the pedestrians on the trail were all wearing black.
It occurred to me that I was judging these people and feeling particularly nervous about them well before we even made eye contact—if they even managed to do that. Several of the pedestrians wearing black turned out to be men and women who could be my grandparents. Another person was wearing a black hoody over his head and looked so scary from afar, but turned out to be a 10-year-old boy who seemed more scared of me.
So as I ran, I began composing this letter to the non-running pedestrians I encountered. If you have any tips that you’d like to to add, share them in the comments below.
Sure, throw on your gym shoes and go for a run, and that’s inexpensive exercise. But as soon as you cross over from casually running on occasion for funsies to running for sport, it is no longer a cheap endeavor. I feel like I am constantly buying something for running. Not that I’m complaining! Because I would love to buy all the running clothes and gear and toys. So for the sake of curiosity, I just had to know how much I spend in a year on running. Is running as expensive as I think it is? I ran the numbers and found just how much running costs me per year.