The Path Forward

Sometimes the path forward isn’t always clear. That’s true in life and running. After running Grandma’s Marathon on Saturday, that’s certainly the case for me. There was good reason to feel confident heading into the race; training had gone exceptionally well, especially since the Fargo Marathon, and most of the details leading up to the…
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A Perfect Afternoon Run

The late afternoon sun glanced off my skin as I pushed east out of a downtown parking lot. Swiftly, footsteps covered the concrete below until I reached American Steel, where the path plunged beneath the downtown bridges. A breeze keeps the humidity at bay as I wound along the river. Thoughts swirled of tasks completed,…
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The Goose Run

As the last to arrive, last-minute preparations went quickly as I contemplated whether to go with road or trail shoes for the planned Memorial Day run. Leaving from Goose’s house would offer a new route, including gravel, and a wrong choice could make a long run seem even longer. We pushed off and quickly found…
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Like A Runner, Again

Near the end of a high-mileage week, at the end of April, I returned home from work and laced up the shoes. Expecting to slog through a workout, my main motivation to get out the door was to avoid feeling guilty for not running. But something strange happened along the way. It actually felt good. In the…
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