My Life On The Run

It's a tad crazy here in Washington right now. There's a ton going on with Bob training out of town nearly every week, me getting used to the new (awesome) job, and logging my last training miles before the marathon in two (GASP!) weeks.

This week, I took my kids on a field trip to Mt. St. Helen's two days in a row (pictures coming later this weekend of that). It was a fantastic and exhausting week.

Throughout it all, there is a itsy-bitsy time to read for pleasure, and the book I finished about a week ago is Bart Yasso's My Life On the Run. Yasso is one of the premier names in running and has run marathons all over the globe, on every continent. This particular book of his was a series of anecdotes telling the amazing stories of his races.

His stories are hilarious, and I laughed out loud through nearly every one of them. My favorites were the ones about him running in New Mexico pulling a burro named Taco Bell by a rope for a 10K, the one where he ran nude in the Bare Buns 5K here in Washington (which I aspire to do one day too), and the sweet tale about his wedding in Italy followed the next day by the Rome Marathon. Each story is more about the awesome people he's met than training techniques.

Yasso's stories have been great fodder for thought on these lonely twenty mile runs I've been logging. -Oh, but last Sunday my friend and colleague, Kim, rode her bike the 20 miles next to me. It was so much better to have someone to chat with along the way, and I ran faster for it. -Thanks, Kim!