There are those who go on vacation and take a break from working out. They decide in advance that this will be their break from their normal routine and they will kick back and take a vacation from running.

I am not that person.



Not because I don’t enjoy my time off. That couldn’t be farther from the truth. You see, running is FUN for me. I LIKE to run. It’s not punishment or a means to an end. It’s what I do to relax, to feel good, to wake up, to meditate, to work sh*t out. It’s ME.

When I go on vacation or to someplace new, I love to go out and explore my new surroundings with my handy-dandy Kinvaras and the brightest clothes I own.

More often than not, it's pink. Pink is my signature color.

More often than not, it’s pink. Pink is my signature color.

Sure, you can sit by the pool all day and drink mojitos. But you can be active, too, and not feel like total crap when you get home!a

  1. Ask a local runner if there’s a great place to lace up your kicks.
  2. Run barefoot on the beach at dawn/sunrise/low tide. It really doesn’t get any better than that.
  3. Make your own triathlon: go for a run in the early part of the day, swim at the beach/pool, go for a bike ride around town later.
  4. Explore your vacation city on your feet on an easy out-and-back run.
  5. Check and see if there’s a local race while you’re in town. Nothing crazy but how fun is a 5K in a small town with all the kiddos along the course? The cutest.
Seen on my run: a 1 mile hill back to my sister's house. Torturous but beautiful.

Seen on my run: a 1 mile hill back to my sister’s house. Torturous but beautiful.

If I hadn’t woken up early to run down this massive hill, I wouldn’t have the bragging rights to say I ran up it at the end of my run. Bragging rights > calf soreness. Boom.

Do yourself a favor, just pack your running shoes and a pair of shorts. Tuck them in your bag in case you have an opportunity to run in a beautiful or interesting or new place. And enjoy the run.

Now go out and run.

Better Than the Alternative Tuesdays: Best Summer EVER!

Today is Tuesday. That means today’s blog is all about how it’s good to be here because it’s better than not being here. I love this theme. Whenever I get down on myself or what’s not going ah-mazing at the moment, I am reminded in little ways how charmed my life really is. For example, I get to write for you fine folks out there. That’s pretty cool.

But our reason for today’s BTAT is Summer.

Summer is a time of rest and relaxation for most people. Not for me. Summer means all day, all night studying for me.

This was my work.

This was my view of Summer happening from Bobst.

But I got through it and had some fun, too! I mean, this was the Summer of the final Harry Potter movie!

It all ended and it was AWESOME! And sad 😦

I spent some fabulous time in the Hamptons with some awesome ladies from lululemon.

Bikes are fun!

I did some outdoor yoga in the middle of Manhattan, which is always a good time.

Yoga! Yoga! Yoga! (Imagine Belushi chanting this)

I have a newfound love of my lovely running hat. I don’t get sunburned on my face when I wear it. Funny how that works, huh?


I was honored by my favorite company to become one of their Ambassadors. I said yes. And maybe I cried a little. Don’t judge.

Presents AND an Ambassadorship? Well, oh-kay. If I must.

And I experienced my first earthquake and hurricane (turned tropical storm) in the same week in the same city. And that city was New York City. Go figure.

Hurricane? What hurricane? I’m siiiiiingin’ in the rain!

But by far the best part of the entire summer was becoming an aunt for the very first time. My little Peanut is the sweetest baby on this planet and I miss seeing her even after only spending a few short days rocking her to sleep. Added bonus of spending some important time with my family in the great state of Colorado. Auntie Abby loves you, Peanut. You were the best part of my Summer.

So, as we bid adieu to Summer and a hearty HELLO to Fall, I think maybe my perspective on what my Summer 2011 has slightly changed since I started writing this post. It was a life-changing 4 months that I will remember quite fondly. Even though I spent a good 50% of it indoors deriving equations and banging my head against the wooden table just to make the pain in my brain go away, I had all of these really great moments that more than made up for it. And really, when you look at where I’m headed next year, this Summer’s classes were just a stepping stone to my dreams so who the hell am I to complain?

I hope you had as memorable of a Summer as I did. What was your favorite part? Tell me all about it and remember, every moment here is better than none at all.

Now go out and run!