It’s not summer yet?

As a junior in high school (six years ago now, ahh!!) I remember walking to school during the first week in June and thinking,¬†this is the last time I’ll ever go to school in June.¬† I really can’t tell you why that felt so significant to me, but it did. June had always been just…

Turns out I might like hills

“Where did your speed go?” I asked my legs as yet again they seemed to ignore my request for more during the final miles of the Potomac River Run. It’s a weird question to ask when you primarily run distances races, but the thought was rattling around my brain for the last 6 miles of…