Three summers ago I was biking home with my family when my bike suddenly collided with my husband’s bike. I’m sure this accident wasn’t my fault, but while my husband, Matt, jumped over his bike and managed to land on his feet, I fell to the left and landed hard on my knee with bike on top of me. The next thing I saw was Matt and the kids standing over me as I lay in the…

I ran another 8 miles in the Garden yesterday. I beat the weather and it was a beautiful and crisp morning. There were lots of runners out and most appeared to be running a similar course, in preparation for the upcoming Garden of the Gods 10 mile race. I saw at least three people I know, and ran into a very large group of women who were all wearing pink shirts. I felt like a salmon swimming upstream.

I have already said it, but it bears repeating, that the GOG 10 mile is my favorite…

Last weekend I ran the half-marathon at the Run to Remember in Oklahoma City, which is a yearly memorial to the 168 people who died in the bombing in 1995. The race began and ended at the memorial to those who died, which is a constant reminder to the powerful meaning of the race.

I didn't really train for this race, figuring the low altitude and flat course would make it a piece of cake.  I didn't consider that the humidity would be a form of kryptonite for me, the firefighters…