Funny story, we were having dinner with a group of our friends, chatting about running and how much we hate it. Somehow, as the evening progressed, we managed to convince our husbands, our friends, and their husbands to run the Craft Classic with us. Our powers of persuasion impress even ourselves (or maybe it was … Continue reading Our Husbands Got the Runs…
A few weeks ago we ran the Marysville Strawberry Fest 5k. Those of you who are CRAPT runners (crappy runners are people too) will totally relate to our motivation for running this race. The reason was simply because we were pretty sure we'd be able to place in our age group. That's a hard one … Continue reading Well, That Was Berry Nice
So we ran another half marathon. That's right, you read that correctly, we (Lydia and Annie) ran another half marathon two weeks after the Everett Half *gasp*. Skeptical? We don't blame you, but we'll explain: We have this amazing friend, Jessie, who had a miscarriage and lost her grandma all in the same week. She … Continue reading The Ups and Downs (Literally) of the Whidbey Half Marathon
Last Sunday, April 8th, we ran the Everett Half Marathon. If you're a Pacific Northwest local, or have ever spent very much time here in the Greater Seattle area, you'll know "spring" actually means "rain". Sunday did not let us down. It rained. A lot. Other than that, the course was well marked, the volunteers … Continue reading Everett Half Marathon…or Full Rainathon
St. Patrick's Day, let the shenanigans ensue!! We ran the ShamRock & Roll 10k on Saturday which was both entertaining and exhausting at the same time. The volunteers were really nice, encouraging and plentiful. Also, Annie dressed up...which is obviously the best part. Granted, she refused to wear the leprechaun tutu Lydia brought for her, … Continue reading Irish I Didn’t Have to Run!
I saw a thing on runnersworldmag about a run streak from Thanksgiving Day through New Year's Day. This seemed like a no brainer because we ran a Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving...so we had a head start, obviously. I sent Annie a text and we were off and running; literally. (Please note: For this entry Lydia's … Continue reading Lace Up Those Shoes, It’s Time to Go Streaking