Iznik | Part 4 (Where I Finally Talk About the Race)

The day had arrived. Thankfully in Turkey they believe in epic breakfast buffets, and I eagerly partook. Stuffing down boiled eggs, olives, tomatoes, cheese, cucumbers and bread like nobody’s business, I fueled like a champion. Or like a rookie runner getting ready for her first race. I packed up all my stuff and waited in… Continue reading Iznik | Part 4 (Where I Finally Talk About the Race)

Iznik | Part 2 (Where I Make Bad Decisions and Try Not to Cripple Myself)

Leading up to the race I had some grand hopes and aspirations for my training. Well, not that grand, but I hoped to at least train. Two of the three weeks leading up to the race I was traveling, and trying to maintain a running schedule when you’re in a different country is pretty challenging.… Continue reading Iznik | Part 2 (Where I Make Bad Decisions and Try Not to Cripple Myself)