It's a strange thing when a previous goal becomes simply a stepping stone towards another, bigger goal. For over a year, my running goals were relatively centered around the 13.1 miles of a half marathon. I trained for months to push my body into a state where it could run that mileage and then I spent as much or more time training my body to run that mileage faster. All that time, my focus was still on 13.1 miles. I didn't realize how much of a mental block I had around th

I've been into drumming and percussion for as long as I can remember. My siblings would compare me to Animal from the Muppets since I was usually being loud and - by their account - somewhat unruly. My favorite part of Sesame Street was when they had segments of Stomp performances. Those segments got me jazzed up because it showcased the rhythmic potential in everyday items and places: keys, basketballs, stair railings, card tables, and of course their iconic use of trash

The fifth week of my marathon training started to really stretch me beyond what I'm used to for training runs. I ended the week with a 12 miler which is tied for my longest training run ever and just shy of my personal distance record of 13.36 miles that I hit in the Thanksgiving half that I did in Atlanta last year. Even though it's not much of a cut to my weekly mileage, going from 30 miles to the mid-20s with my long run only being a 9 miler feels like a pretty light week