My Not-So-Secret Obsessions: Running, Writing (and food)
This blog is mostly about running. It’s also about my specific experiences with running in the Pacific Northwest, an area that seems specifically designed for coffee-addicted runner-foodies like me.
Other things worth knowing:
I graduated from the University of Oregon – I studied hard, books were read and papers handed in. I graduated. I could speak French and talk about advertising and communication theories. I was also a chronic couch potato. Running in the woods did not fall under any definition of fun I had.
Post-college I landed a job in Paris where I was paid poorly to teach English in French schools. I wandered the streets of Paris on a shoestring budget. The thought of becoming chubby off of French pastries frightened me into finding a physical goal into which I could sink my teeth. Somehow, training for the Paris 2007 Marathon became the goal. In a few months, I was smitten with free museum days, Parisians and red wine from the Cote du Rhone region. I was also running, albeit slowly. Training for the marathon gave me structure and a goal at a time in my life when I had little of both.
When I did run the Paris Marathon, I hated it. Intensely. Somewhere around mile 16 I decided that marathons were for stupid people. I finished the race in intense pain, sobbed at the finish line and concluded I’d never do anything like that again. That was that.
Except that it wasn’t.
About an hour following the race I thought about all the things I could have done differently. . . Maybe, just maybe, I’d try a second marathon, you know, in a few years.
That was back in 2007.
Since then I’ve moved back to the states where I currently live in Portland. When not working, I run far and often and as much as I can. Then I write about it. Some people call me a passionate runner. A few might call me fast. I’m a member of Portland’s Red Lizard Team and Trail Factor, both excellent run clubs that I highly recommend.
Current challenges I am facing include:
Keeping my house plant alive
Keeping my addiction to Coconut Bliss ice cream firmly in check