2019), or: “Drop dead beauties stompin’ up a storm…”

The holidays. Holy Hannah Haberdashery and Her Henpicked Hasbro Huckleberries, the FREAKIN holidays. Welcome to our first race review of 2019, the 2019 Best Damn Race Jacksonville Half Marathon, in which our intrepid narrator — which I guess is me, and I’m really going to stop talking in the third person here — spins an…

15 mile run, revisited…

It’s part of every runner’s personal philosophy that any run you finish upright, injury-free, and having given it all you can and then some, is automatically a triumph…no matter how long it took you. By that definition, my run Saturday late morning was an unqualified triumph. So why do I still feel all crummy about…