The Power of Accountability

So here it is.  I'm back, and this time it's for good.  The last two years have been weird for me from a running standpoint.  It's been two years since I trained my ass for the Columbus Marathon and a Boston Qualifier.  The story goes, I injured myself at about mile three, and tried to … Continue reading The Power of Accountability


Cleveland Marathon Has My Heart

  When I first ran the Cleveland Marathon in 2014, I had absolutely no idea what it would mean to me five years later. I wasn't a dedicated runner, and had never trained for a race, especially a full, until I decided to register for it with my brother. That year was my first full … Continue reading Cleveland Marathon Has My Heart