Perspective…valuable thoughts from a client

I actually had a different blog ready for this morning when I came across this one from one of my clients and I couldn’t resist sharing.

I met Heidi before she did Augusta 70.3 last year, and a few months later she asked me to coach her for not only her return to Augusta, but also for Raleigh 70.3. As is the norm the road to these races is often paved with unexpected aches and pains, injuries and illnesses that we contract, kids contract and give back to us, work travels, family events, in other words LIFE!

While I , of course, think triathlon and running and any activity that makes you happy should be part of your lifestyle, it should not become your life. It needs to be woven seamlessly into the fabric of your days, weeks, years, otherwise it becomes a burden, an obligation, a job that no longer holds any joy and thus really the best benefits from such a lifestyle are then lost!

Here is Heidi’s blog from today about just that, keeping it all in perspective…and thanks for letting me share!


Photo Mar 23, 11 34 22 AMYesterday I was scrolling through Training Peaks, the app my coach uses to schedule my workouts, and I saw that next to the Cherry Blossom Ten Mile race for next Sunday was a note that Ironman 70.3 Raleigh was eight weeks away. And my coach, who already knows me so well, also left a comment that the note was intended to excite me and not freak me out.

My impulse was to freak out, and though I almost choked on my coffee, I wasn’t settling in that that anxious place. I’ve been anxious plenty of times about Raleigh. I’ve questioned whether it was a race I wanted to train for or if I really wanted to race it at all. I’ve allowed insecurities to creep in and mangle my confidence to shreds leaving me to gather up the pieces and, with the support of friends, move forward.

But suddenly, I’m realizing it doesn’t feel quite so huge and looming as training for Augusta did last year, and a friend reminded me that my mental space was occupied for that September race in January of last year. For nine months nothing else mattered but September 29, 2013. My world, my thoughts, my time revolved around that ultimate goal and all of the hours and days required to get there.

And maybe that’s what you need to do to get through something so colossal the first time, but looking back, I’m still not sure all of what I was trying to prove (or to whom). It almost felt like a race getting to the race, and I know I was trying to prove to myself that I had it in me to do something big. I know that confidence (or lack of it) was the driving force. And I don’t regret that part. I don’t regret the changes it brought, and the sense of accomplishment I have.

Photo Mar 26, 2 22 05 PMThis spring is about balance, and with it half ironman training is finally falling into a proportional place. It is no longer a defining label I cling to; it is now simply something I love to do. It is part of the whole of me instead of the only thing I held onto in an attempt to find a deeper understanding of myself and my perspective of the world. Because when we cling to one hyper-focused thing, we eliminate so many other factors. We eliminate friends and family; we eliminate other activities we love. I built a wall around myself using the race and training as an excuse, which allowed me to sink back into old protective habits and thought processes. I might have made great strides physically, but in many other ways, life was not about growth last year. It was stunted, and looking back, I wonder if I even felt alive. Did I ever exhale or did I live holding my breath simply hoping I’d find the end of that 70.3 mile course and cross the finish line? Sometimes I’m afraid to look for the answer to that question, but I’d imagine a glance at my Instagram feed from last year would clear it up.

That tension is in stark contrast to this year that has felt alive and pulses with a beating heart and deep, cleansing breaths. It has been organically filled with friends and date nights and girl nights and family time. What felt taxing or too involved or too scary last year has naturally fallen into place. My friend Kristy is focusing on finding breathing room this year, and that is the best way to describe what is happening. There is breathing room and it is not just seeping in around the edges of training and thinking about a race. It cushions me and generates a kinetic energy that flows and connects.

This breathing room gives me the space to add ironman training in to my life as part of the whole. Instead of being the sole thread that bound the days and weeks of last year, the most important keystone that anchored me to myself, it is now something less and more. It is one of the many variegated parts that are coming together to create the brilliant mosaic that is this life. It enhances who I am and provides me with a place to test myself and grow in many ways, but it it is not the only litmus test for growth.

Instead the litmus test for growth is the happy moments that exist alongside and in front of the hard training. It culminates in the date nights and girl nights, the social trail runs and chatty family bike rides. It is noticing that race day is about nine weeks away, choking a little on my coffee, and then smiling and moving on with my day.


The Answer is REST!


The question is get out there and train…or not?

It’s that time of year where even the healthiest of us are not immune to some coughing and sniffles. And every year when that cold strikes, the question becomes do you suck it up, get out there and train or wimp out and opt for rest?

Sometimes the answer is obvious. If you can’t escape the bathroom for more than 15 minutes at a time, if you have a fever, chills, aches…rest is ALWAYS the right choice. Give yourself the time to recover and then bear in mind that recovery most certainly will require a couple of days of easy or moderate training sessions before returning to high intensity or volume. Those type of illnesses, even if short in duration, rank high on the energy and fuel stores depleation scale.
More often the answer is less black and white. Those sniffles, sinus pressure, throat tickle, cough.

A quick Google search will give dozens of articles offering variations of all the advice you have already heard…go if the symptoms are above the neck, don’t if they aren’t or wait, is it the reverse?

So my non-medical-degree-but-years-of-personal-experience-backed advice? Listen to your body…and then take a day off anyway!

Our bodies are truly amazing and they almost always let us know what they need, but we rarely listen. So if your body says it wants to rest, let it!!! I can almost promise you that pushing through instead of taking just one day off will at the very least lengthen the duration of the cold and potentially make you worse, or more susceptible to additional symptoms.

Now that I’ve preached that you need to do what your body tells you, I’m going to go against that and say even if you think you can push through – and that is most likely your brain talking and not your body – don’t do it. Take one day off, rest and hydrate well. See above for my reasoning!

Now I’m going to finish my bowl of steel cut oats with blueberries and almonds, grab my box of tissues and settle in for a day watching the Olympics…feel better everyone!


Happy Snow Day!


I know many of you are grumbling about this fresh blanket of the white stuff!

Don’t grumble, get out there and have some fun with it!

The gyms are closed, so the treadmill is out, but before you decide to skip your run, think again. Use this as an opportunity to run for fun, no Garmin, no pacing, no targeted speed work, just some fun, fresh air and a workout that you’ll be glad you did!

Of my entire apartment complex, mine – and the beagles – were the first steps out this morning, and when I left for my run an hour later, no new imprints had been made. I was surprised given the number of kids in the neighborhood. When I was kid and still living in Virginia and we had a snow day, I was up at first light and outside and on my second change of clothes by 9 AM from playing and getting so wet. It was probably the only time I was so willing to get up in the morning, as my mother will certainly attest to!


But this morning I was the lone runner, lots of other folks with dogs out playing. All in pairs, a pair of Springer Spaniels all toasty with booties and coats walking their people, a pair of yellow labs helping shovel a driveway and a pair of chocolate labs ready to join me for the end of my run. And, of course, my beagle boys, who were initially excited, but when the snow is up to your shoulders, it can be a bit challenging to take care of business.



OK, Mom, let's go back in!

OK, Mom, let’s go back in!

The first hours and day of the snowfall is typically the best in Virginia, as it has not had a chance to turn to ice and slush and then refreeze yet. The first concern most folks have when it comes to running in the snow is falling. Legitimate concern. First rule, SLOW down. This isn’t the time to fret about your pace or try to do a targeted speed session. This morning I ran down the middle of the road in the tire tracks along the neighborhood streets, still slipping a bit, but I just took it slow and enjoyed my surroundings and quiet!

Foot selfie

Foot selfie

In the days ahead as this melts, refreezes, gets chunked and potted with holes and treacherous patches, go ahead and walk the few steps required to traverse a tricky patch of ice that you can’t go around.

When all these crazy slick spots get too annoying to deal with seek out a place with dirt or grass underneath, ie; the grass beside the sidewalk. The snow is more likely to remain snow on these surfaces, stay soft and you’ll be able to navigate more safely than you would the sidewalk where it can go from clear and dry to slick every few feet.

Another option is to hit the trails, such as First Landing or even the hills at Trashmore in our area. Again the soft earth under the snow will help keep the surface runable.

I would recommend you avoid running in the dark on icy roads, if you must, be sure to wear a headlamp and pay close attention to your footing.

I’m a Colorado girl at heart and get so excited when I get to get out there and enjoy the flakes. There is just nothing like that hush a layer of snow creates, temporarily turning all chaos tranquil. Even if it doesn’t bring you the joy it brings me, don’t let it force you inside, embrace it, layer up and take it as a new challenge!


Foot selfie 2!

Foot selfie 2!

Happy New … Quarter!



2014 is a week old…how are those resolutions going?

Frustrated? Overwhelmed? Have you already bailed on them? Maybe you didn’t even make any because they never work out.

I wrote a blog a couple of years ago suggesting you set goals instead of making resolutions. Goals just have more a more positive feel to them, imply a favorable result and also require a plan, usually detailed, to get there. Experts, whether they be diet, fitness or business, alway stress the importance at this time of year of setting smaller goals along the way – achievable ones! – to keep motivated. As athletes, we’re pretty good at setting goals and mapping out a plan to achieve them, picking smaller races along the way. But when your race is months away, maybe even more than a year, keeping your sights in the target can be difficult. Maybe you have some goals that don’t involve athletics that you’d like to achieve this year as well.

For the first time in quite a few years I have made some actual resolutions as well as set several goals, not all PR or race related. While feeling excited about making these resolutions stick, I could already feel that a target 12 months away, or without even a specific end date, was setting me up for trouble.

So, I had an idea.

Let’s just focus on the first quarter! Three months! 90 days! Even if you didn’t make any resolutions, why not make some now, or look at your goals for the year and pare them down to just the next 3 months! Simple and oh so manageable!

Apply it to everything you want to work on…pounds to lose, money to save, recipes to try, books to read, miles to swim, bike, run… I also encourage you to write down whatever it is, that really does help make it real. And if you want, let a family member or close friend in on your plan to help hold you more accountable. And don’t forget to forgive yourself for any slips along the way!

I’ll check back in at the end of March, let you know how I feel like I did with my resolutions, you can let me know how yours went and we’ll hit the reset button for the second quarter!

Happy New Quarter everyone!

Never Too Early to Look Ahead!


Is it too early to celebrate New Years?

Anyone else ready to put 2013 in the rearview mirror?

It’s been a strange one for lots of folks. Between injuries with hard-to-pinpoint causes, illnesses that linger for weeks and weeks, personal and professional stresses, getting into a groove has been difficult to say the least. So, I for one, am ready to start looking forward.

In the world of endurance sports it’s never too early to start thinking, planning and entering races for the next year and even beyond….Chattanooga 2015 anyone?


Registration for the ever popular Eagleman and Raleigh 70.3 opened last week, these tend to fill fast.

There is still some racing to do…Austin 70.3, IM Florida, Richmond Marathon.

Are you done racing and in need of some inspiration, the Ironman World Championships are this weekend in Kona. Our very own Tom Vizioli is there acting as support crew. He will be volunteering in the med tent and at the finish line. I know I’m excited to hear his account of the event from that perspective!


Head Through the HRBT for Tons of Weekend Fun!

Two super fun events happening this weekend on the other side of the Hampton Roads Bridge Tunnel.


Head to Richmond for the Martins Tour of Richmond Gran Fondo. Three great distances, all wrapping up with a spin around Richmond International Raceway followed by a big feast! If you’ve not done much riding around Richmond, you are missing out and this is perfect opportunity to see some gorgeous scenery!


And after you’re done riding and refueling, on your way back to Virginia Beach you can stop in Hampton for the second Crawlin’ Crab Half Marathon and 5K is in Hampton on Sunday. Those of you who were out there last year…well the weather for this year’s race looks to be much improved!

Good luck to everyone racing this weekend!

Be Considerate of Others…Remove Your Headphones!!!

Headphones are fine for training...leave them at home on race day

Headphones are fine for training…leave them at home on race day


Go ahead and sit down to read this.


I have some really bad news for you as you prepare for and dream about your big race.


Guess what? Race day is not all about you. That’s right. The big race you have been training so hard for, practicing your nutrition plan for, pacing execution, your clothing, right down to your socks, pre-race dinner, breakfast is not just about you.


On race day, you will be joined by a few hundred or thousand others. Others just like you who have had a singular purpose for months, whose families and friends have sacrificed and supported to help get their athlete to the starting line. Everyone wants to have a terrific day, whether that means a PR, a BQ, whether it is a race with a group for charity or your first time out. One way to help that experience for you and everyone around you…take your headphones OFF! Leave them at home!


This is a hot- button issue for lots of folks. People go so far as to claim they cannot run a 10K, half-marathon or marathon without music. Well, pardon me, but that is just a load of crap!


It has never ever occurred to me to wear headphones during a race. Part of racing is overcoming the mental challenges as well as physical. Of course, they didn’t really exist when I started racing! And when they did become an extension of every runner’s ear, USATF banned them, although it was a largely un-enforced ban. They have since rescinded that rule, leaving the decision up to individual race directors. USA Triathlon maintains a ban on headphones at all USAT sanctioned events and you will get penalized.


To me part of the whole race experience is just that; to experience it, take in the crowds, enjoy your surroundings. Fighting and beating those demons that try to demotivate you when things get tough, isn’t that part of the challenge, part of the accomplishment, part of the reason we all do this?


All of that aside, my main reason for writing this is to get you to consider other runners on the course. It was during The Marine Corps Marathon several years ago that I noticed the tremendous safety hazard the runners with headphones on presented.


MCM is a very popular marathon – read crowded! – the course is not flat and on those rolling hills, the wheelchair racers can get up a huge head of steam going downhill. I witnessed numerous people nearly get run over because they couldn’t hear the racer shouting “on your left” as he cruised down the hill. I literally pushed a person out of the way at one point.


Since that day I often see people trot along oblivious to the world around them as safety vehicles try to maneuver through the crowd.


These are not small issues. But if that isn’t enough, think about your fellow runners out there working hard. Runner’s who worked just as hard as you did getting prepared for this day; runner’s for whom this day is just as important.


So maybe in a road race, with lots of room to jockey around for position, it is a mere annoyance to try to get around someone who is oblivious to your presence, but maybe not a direct hindrance to your performance.


What about a trail race?


Trail racing is a different beast. On most courses you are spending 3/4 of the race on a single-track trail, navigating roots, rocks, puddles, leaping over creeks, twisting around trees to get up or down a hill. Chances to pass people are few, and you need to seize them as soon as you can. In my experience the communication that occurs during a trail race is endless, and vital. You need to be able to hear the person breathing down your neck, know when they want to make the pass, and likewise you want the person in front of you aware of when you are ready to make a pass. People in front often shout out about hazards such as roots or puddles or even sharp directional changes.


As trail racing continues to make popularity gains, I urge organizers to set – and enforce – a ban on headphones. Xterra states on the entry form to its trail races and triathlons that headphones are not allowed.


Headphones make you a safety hazard. If that isn’t enough to convince you, then show some consideration for the other racers. Put yourself in the position of that wheelchair racer, ambulance driver, faster runner trying to get around you.


Finally, consider that you are truly missing out on the entire race day experience by shutting yourself off from it. And race days, even the bad ones, are some of the most memorable days of all!



There is nothing like it. No other race, no other event, no other finish line…

You never forget your first one.

I told Keith Alston before he made the trek up there for this year’s race, that it was going to be unlike anything he had ever experienced. Enjoy it, embrace it, take it all in. Run your best, but at Boston, especially the first one, your finish time just becomes insignificant.

Like most other runners, from the time I entered my first marathon in 2005, I determined that someday I would run Boston. I qualified in 2007, but injuries kept me out until 2009. I’d run NYC and MCM. MCM was my Boston qualifier. Even knowing Boston is the ultimate. Even working so hard to get there and being thrilled to go, I had no idea just how special this event was until I got there.

The entire city and all the ‘burbs are electric with excitement. The streets are flooded with runners, most sporting that coveted Boston jacket they earned the right to wear proudly! Bostonians welcome you with smiles, eager to find out where you are from. “Is this your first one?” They ask eagerly, almost hoping you say yes!

“Just wait until you hear the girls in Wellesley!”

“Have fun! Enjoy it!”

Other runners are equally excited to encourage first-timers to really take it all in.

“Just wait until you hear the girls at Wellesley!” You hear it over and over again.

I’ve run marathons of all different sizes in a variety of locations, from Vegas on the old course where they took you out into the desert and had you run back to town and you are running in this bizarre sort of silence until mile 16 when finally a dozen or so spectators appear…to NYC where the streets of Brooklyn are lined with firefighters and bands and church choirs and people dozens deep line the streets of Manhattan.

Boston trumps them all.

Lisa Johnson (left) and I on Heartbreak Hill in 2009 - we are the ones smiling!

Lisa Johnson (left) and I on Heartbreak Hill in 2009 – we are the ones smiling!


Every inch of that course is filled to the brim, not just with spectators, but boisterous spectators! They have cow bells, boom boxes and apparently incredible lungs! The noise never stops and then, then you start to hear a roar off in the distance.

Really? That can’t be. That is really loud…really loud. I mean we are still like a mile away aren’t we?

Wellesley girls. Thousands of them, screaming and cheering their hearts out for EVERY runner. Every single runner is a rock star to these girls. Everyone tells you, but until you hear them from miles away and are in the midst of that deafening sound, you just can’t even imagine.

I told Keith to be ready, but he couldn’t even believe it.

“They cheered like I was winning the race,” he said. “They had already been at it for hours and they just keep cheering! It was amazing.”

And so it continues the entire route, when the Newton Hills have caused your legs to buckle, you finally see that Citgo sign welcoming you back downtown and then you make that final turn…that big left hander onto Boylston.

The crowd is deafening, the street is massively wide and you just start to float. This is Boston! All the late-marathon pains disappear. You are smiling uncontrollably. It’s just magical.

I honestly don’t know how this even happened, but I started to scan the spectators, keeping in mind that all of the volunteers and security personnel wear neon yellow jackets. My better half, Jolly, also had on a bright yellow windbreaker when I left him that morning. Because in ’09 this was a big race for Americans Kara Goucher and Ryan Hall, I had encouraged him to go straight to the finish, watch those elite runners come in, I mean how often do you get to do that. So I knew he would have been planted there somewhere.

Somehow I managed to pick him out of the crowd. He had secured a spot at the front of the fence on the right side of the street. I hollered at him, waved and dashed over, gave him a kiss and ran to the finish!

I will never forget that finish line, never forget that day. As runs go, far from spectacular to me, but as days go it was great. I did take it all in, stopped and pet some cute dogs – a beagle, of course! – waved and smiled at spectators and volunteers, found my friend Lisa Johnson along the way and ran the Newton Hills with her.

Boston more than lives up to the hype and hoopla that surrounds it. Every agonizing training run and tough race it takes to get you there is worth it.

I told Keith to take it all in. Embrace it, enjoy it, be overwhelmed!

And so he did, I started getting texts from him on Friday about how “all about the marathon” the city was, then again on Monday during the bus ride to Hopkinton about the runners he had met.

He was excited, ready to run and have fun. He did. Marveling at the Wellesley girls, the Newton Hills, that unfamiliar pain in your legs that comes from running downhill for so many miles and then trying to alter that position, and then, finally that finish.

“That street is just amazing, that finish…,” Keith said. “You were right, there is nothing like this, nothing!!!”

Keith had crossed the line, gotten his medal, water and was making the lengthy walk into Copley Square to retrieve his bag and his family when he heard the blast.

“It sounded like a canon, you know like at a football game, like artillery. I saw the smoke. I knew it wasn’t good.”

Indeed it wasn’t.

On a day that is typically so joyous and wonderful in one of the greatest cities in the world – always been one of my favorite places – the unthinkable had happened.

The knot in my stomach grew throughout the afternoon and evening as we learned more and more the extent of the destruction. It left me stunned and heartsick. So grateful Keith had gotten to have his magical day and get out of town safely. So heartsick for those who lost loved ones and had life-altering injuries.

Thoughts kept returning to how wonderful my experience there had been, how happy the entire weekend was in that city and it just angered me so much that people were robbed of that memory and worse…

Our hearts are with you…


Life Happens…


…and it doesn’t always care about that PR you’ve been dreaming about, working for.

Soccer practice, swim lessons, band practice, the flu, proposal deadlines, bronchitis, the flu again, your in-laws come to town, your child needs help with chemistry…all of this is way more important than getting your swim, bike, run in. Fortunately you realize this and take the time to help out, get rest, do the right thing.

As the weeks and months creep toward your goal race, you realize, with much dismay, that big PR is just not in the cards. So how do you come to grips with that?

Now I am not talking about an injury that has set you back or a lack of fitness such that you are setting yourself up for injury by doing the race. That is another blog. I am talking about solid enough fitness to do the race, just not quite as fast as you’d hoped.

First, drop the expectations.

Once you’ve done that you are instantly more relaxed and ready to have fun. When you are relaxed and having fun you run better and you will probably do a lot better than you expect.

Be realistic about what you can do. Were you shooting for a huge PR? Are you on track for a lesser PR? Or maybe you are close to matching your current one. Then make those adjustments to your training plan for the final weeks leading up to the race and don’t forget to make the mental adjustment too!


Is there a group of friends doing the same race? Is there someone else trying for a PR time that is easy for you? How about pacing them, or just running with the group, having fun, taking in the sights and sounds of race day.


On your own? Take in those sights and sounds yourself. Engage the crowds, smile, enjoy yourself. We often get so caught up in paces and PRs we don’t get to enjoy the festive atmosphere that surrounds these events.

The main thing is to relax, cut yourself some slack. I know I have had the most enjoyable races, and often posted very decent times, at the events where the only expectation I had was to have fun! We are not professional athletes, we do this for fun, remember? There is still time for that PR the next time out.


Not Sure What Running Shoe to Buy? What Feels Good to YOU?

Seems I’ve been doing a lot of talking about shoes this week, with new and experienced runners alike.

I am a typical woman with regards to my love of shoes, however, my fetish is mostly reserved for running shoes! My closet is stocked with a multitude of brands and styles. I often justify buying them as part of my job. In all seriousness I do like to try new ones, not because I feel like I am always searching for the next great thing, but because I want to be able to talk to my clients about the shoe, how it felt, and so on. I have had the privilege of working with a lot of shoe reps in learning about the shoes, the benefits, the changes, how it differs from something else. There are as many different theories as to what makes a great running shoe as there are shoes and that is a good thing! Because there are lots of different feet out there!

I feel obligated to start with a BRIEF statement on running form and the minimalist shoe craze.
People are spending a lot of money and a lot of time trying to make wholesale changes to their running form because reading a book told them they are running wrong. Because a shoe company says they are running wrong, but wearing these shoes will make you run right, faster, injury free…if you spent as much time simply running as you spend fretting and trying to make huge changes for reasons you may not even understand, you would be a better runner.
Yes, form can be improved, a couple of very simple drills, shorten your stride, increase your turnover, your body naturally reacts to have you running with so-called proper form. No, you do not need to make huge wholesale changes to what comes naturally to you. I posted an article a few months ago with scientific proof that different tribes in Africa, whom we seem to constantly try to emulate, some forefoot land, others heel strike, guess what, both are efficient for them. So just get out there and run, relax, do what comes naturally and enjoy yourself!
Now to address the shoe dilemma.
How do you pick the right shoe for you…let me repeat that RIGHT SHOE FOR YOU!
People ask me all the time what shoes I run in. I usually don’t say, at least not initially. For one thing, what is right for me is not right everyone. I switched brands several years ago when my then-brand of choice changed my favorite shoe too much and my current brand finally made a shoe I like! I actually now run in two different brands and three different styles of shoe, and that doesn’t include races!
That is probably a bit excessive, but I encourage you to have two styles of shoe in your weekly rotation. Most simply have a long and easy run shoe and a hard run, race day shoe in the lineup.
Let’s talk brand loyalty a bit. Shoe manufacturers are always tweaking and “improving” shoe styles and it often is far from an improvement. Through your years of running you know you have come across a favorite shoe. They make you feel like you are floating, you are excited to go run every time you put them on, then the new updated version comes out and….it @$#*ing sucks! It in no way resembles your faithful running buddies. When this happens, and it will, don’t be afraid to make a brand switch.

How to shop for running shoes…
First and foremost go to a running store!! No big box sports equipment stores, no department stores. Go to a running store, make sure they watch you run and walk, understand how much you run and offer you lots and lots of shoes to try on! It might seem overwhelming at first, but it’s worth it. Try the shoes on, run in them, spend more than 15 secs in them. When you narrow it down, put them on side-by-side, one of each on each foot. Run around in them without looking at your feet and ask yourself some questions. Which shoe do I notice the LEAST? Which one feels comfy, springy, like an extension of my foot?
That is the shoe you want, even if it is hideously ugly!
The reason for the shoe you notice least is because you don’t want it to be about the shoe, even something you notice that is not unpleasant running in the store, may not feel so great 3, 6, 12-miles down the road!
There really are a lot of fantastic running shoes out there, very well made, designed with lots of different foot shape and needs in mind. I promise finding the right shoe for you can make a world of difference in running well and pain free and get you excited to get out and run…which is ultimately the best thing you can do to become a better runner!
If I can answer any of your questions about what to look for or how to incorporate a second style into your routine, please feel free to email me