My legs hurt. It has been more than 48 hours. I am going to have to do something about it. Possibly go on a long walk or take up yoga. On Sunday morning at 8 AM, P and I started running. The race started in Tung Chung on Lantau, roughly sea level, and the course... Continue Reading →
Last week I took a trip to the Mainland. Terrifying, I know. People really do spit all the time. Still, incredible. Since I was a child, (I think I decided after I sprained an ankle and couldn’t walk for a while) I have wanted to run on the Great Wall. I decided this, and wrote... Continue Reading →
I ran the Hong Kong Half Marathon last Sunday, and I am very tired. After taking 18 months off of serious running (I hadn't done a run of more than 4 miles since graduating from university), I started running 3-5 days a week, and building up my longest run to 9.5 miles. Then Sunday, I... Continue Reading →
A repatriated American, living in Chicago for the first time, occasionally writing about it.
