A few days ago I caught wind of a running group that runs just 20 minutes from my house. If you have already read my complaining explanation, you'll know I live right next to a highway, with nowhere safe to run unless I drive 20 minutes or longer-hence the treadmill. To get to the nearest running group it's a good 45 minute drive each way. Not a chance that's happening. So when I heard about this group only 20 minutes away, I got so excited. Only to find out they run at 5 am on weekdays. Significantly less excited. I did truly give it my shot to go this morning, woke up at 4:15, drove there, and was too late. Since it's a dark place I didn't want to run around like a mad woman looking for them, and I gave up and came home. This time--I'm prepared. It's 8:30, and I'm in my PJs and practicing my form for the 5am run. My clothes for the morning are all laid out in the bathroom, right down my my socks and headband. (And if you're wondering, I...
Ultrarunning in Kalamazoo on a ketogenic diet