Archive for the 'Road Warrior' Category

Boston kicks my ass

Thursday, June 7th, 2007

Way back in February, while laying waste to Colorado with my wicked, jaw-dropping, awe-inspiring snowboard maneuvers, Colorado laid waste to me, in the form of tearing up my ankle something fierce. Unfortunately, two weeks before the injury occurred, I had signed up for a springtime half-marathon in Beantown. This half-marathon was fast approaching. Instead of […]

MS150 City To Shore

Saturday, September 23rd, 2006

The MS150 City to Shore charity bike ride last weekend went off with only a few minor hitches:

The 300 mile drive from Boston to Philly took 8 hours on Friday thanks to rush hour traffic from New Haven all the way to Newark. The rain didn’t help either.
I over-inflated Lauren’s tire at midnight on Friday […]

Broad Street Run

Wednesday, May 17th, 2006

Last weekend, the little sis and I ran a 10-miler in Philly. After the half-marathon, this run was easy… 10 miles downhill the entire time. The only problem was the crowd: 14,000 people running down Broad Street made it difficult to get around the slow people that insist on starting up front. No matter how […]

Queens Half-Marathon

Saturday, May 13th, 2006

A couple of weeks ago Christy and I traveled by Fung Wah to NYC to run in the Queens Half-Marathon. For those slow on the uptake, that’s a 13.1 mile jaunt through the 2nd most uninteresting borough in New York. And if you’re not familiar with the Fung Wah, a.k.a the wild chicken trucks, then […]

Toronto Half-Marathon Photo

Tuesday, November 1st, 2005

I promised and now I shall deliver - the photographic evidence of my worn and beaten self struggling for the finish line in Toronto. Unfortunately, since they’re trying to make money by getting me to purchase 8×10s of this glorious moment, this small, poor-resolution image that I lifted from the photographer’s website is the best […]

Still hurting from a weekend in Toronto

Tuesday, October 18th, 2005

I’m foolish enough to go all the way to another country to physically torture myself - this time in the form of a half marathon. I managed to finish in decent time, and although my official results have me clocked at 1:47:40, I didn’t cross the start line until almost 4 minutes after the gun […]