Sunday, January 4, 2015

Meagan Nedlo Qualifies for the Olympic Trials Marathon

Back on November 15th, Meagan Nedlo ran herself one heck of a race at the Anthem Richmond Marathon. The 32 year old Kenyan Salem, MA resident finished in 2:40:48. This placed Meagan 3rd amongst the ladies racing that day and was also good enough for 16th overall. Also, that time will get her into the 2016 Olympic Trials for the marathon.


Nedlo Gets her OTQ in Richmond...read more at Level Renner and be inspired.

Saturday, January 3, 2015

Downhill Running

"I lean with the hill.... I know I'm doing it right if it feels like I'm going to fall on my face, but don't."
--Ed Eyestone on downhill running

Friday, January 2, 2015

Late for Work

"Man, that cat's late for work every morning."
--Conversation overheard by ultramarathoner Ted Corbitt, who used to run to the subway before work each day.

Thursday, January 1, 2015

OAR Again

Take out your bible. Not Jack Daniels. Not Noakes. The other one. The Old Testament. Now turn to page 12. Breathe in. Breathe out. Let the words soak in:
He wanted to impart some of the truths Bruce Denton had taught him, that you don't become a runner by winning a morning workout. The only true way is to marshal the ferocity of your ambition over the course of many days, weeks, months, and (if you could finally come to accept it) years. The Trial of Miles; Miles of Trials. How could he make them understand?

from OAR (Once a Runner) and pulled from Talia's blog. Nice post--year in review--2014.

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

No matter...

...how hard the day starts--tight and sore muscles, depressed, melancholy, work up to your ears, crying, world is out of coffee...

Go for a Run
You will feel better

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

The Window

The Window
Confucius said many, many years ago: “Look at this window: it is nothing but a hole in the wall, but because of it the whole room is full of light. Being full of light it becomes an influence by which others are securely transformed.” This window of which he speaks is, for me, silence—the true silence that allows God to speak.


from Snow Falling on Snow by Robert Wicks