Boston for me is a vivid memory. It's getting to the Toronto airport and seeing all those Boston jackets. It's seeing the banners on the streets, it's visiting the finish line, or holding The Jacket for the first time, or looking up at the signs at the corner of Hereford and Boylston. It's about school bus rides, the village and high fives with kids on trampolines. It's about beer on the course, a kiss at Wellesley Hills that make you remember why it broke someone's heart. It's about the growing crowds, the Citgo sign and Fenway, and noontime baseball. It's about the everything about 26.2 but also what happens alongside that course, and of the days before and after that day.
I knew this day would come, sooner or later. The two runs I had completed earlier this week, were around zero Celsius and the weather forecast for the weekend was cold, very cold. It's 6.30am on Sunday morning and I'm looking through frosted glass at the outside thermometer. The red mercury line is at -22C, and I later find out its -26C with the wind chill.
Just this past week, the Wall Street Journal ran an op-ed that in essence says running is an act of self-absorption, for showing off more than anything else. He couldn't be more wrong. I run circles around the neighbourhood to end up where I started, but when I arrive, I am in a different 'place' than when I left. The purpose of every trip varies. Sometimes it's to expend frustration, sometimes it's to test what is the maximum of my own abilities, sometimes it's to celebrate the fact I can move 26.2, sometimes it's to have some unplugging time and other times it's because I simply want to run.
Within 24 hours of the explosions at the Boston Marathon last April, another, more powerful one went off: Marathon registrations surged all over the country. The message was clear: You can't take this away from us.
Being healthy includes living an active lifestyle and eating a variety of foods in moderation, but being healthy will look different for different people. Wouldn't it be awesome if we could actually see more than one version of a fit body represented in the media? Instead we're bombarded with image after image perpetuating the myth that the skinniest women are always the fittest and the men with the most muscles are always the strongest.
As fewer daylight hours are available many of us are forced to get our runs in before dawn or after dusk. Running in the dark has its challenges, the most important of which is staying visible in low-light conditions. Fortunately, there is a plethora of choices when it comes to reflective gear and apparel.
The demands of most sports involve stops and starts, plenty of impact, aggressive explosiveness, possibly one-sided dominance (think of a ball sport) and a measure of strength. As a result, the joints have to take a beating on a regular basis in some way or another for as long as the sport is being participated in.
Though it sounds like a mouthful, acetylcholine is important for many of the body's key functions. Healthy acetylcholine levels are important for strong, healthy, metabolically active muscles and it improves tissue health, muscle growth, skin tone, bone density and fat loss. Here are my suggestions for keeping your levels in check.
They're the perfect antidote to the 5K blahs. Themed runs are popping up all across the country, offering runners a fresh, exciting and fun alternative to the local 5K race scene. From running on the ocean floor to being chased by zombies, we've compiled a list of Canada's most interesting, fun and festive races.
Running a marathon is an epic feat. It is a journey of body, mind and spirit. It is about pushing yourself farther than you ever thought possible...and then, even farther still. The community of people who participate in these incredible races are extraordinary. They are determined, encouraging and brave. Ironically, these are exactly the kind of people you want around during a crisis. The kind of people who, no matter what is on the road ahead of them, keep moving forward.
At its very core, the marathon is about overcoming. The spirit of the marathon burns inside the people who run it. Most will have another opportunity to take on the marathon and they'll get to cross the line and revel in their accomplishment at another event or in Boston next year. Some won't, and that is truly tragic.
Imagine going to bed with flu-like symptoms and waking up three weeks later with no legs and only one arm. Bryan Cuerrier doesn't have to imagine. He lived it. He was diagnosed with Flesh Eating Disease. But his love and passion for life hasn't changed. To mark the third anniversary of the incident, he and his incredibly devoted wife have signed up for the Toronto Marathon on May 5.
The early signs of cancer are being ignored, and people are putting off going to see their doctors because of a variety of fears and their busy schedules. Having been through cancer, I can attest that nudging yourself out the door was the hardest thing I ever did. I was losing blood from a breast nipple. I knew it wasn't normal.