Puerto Rico is a wonderful place, and you should all come visit me immediately. I’ll show you my favorite running trail, and afterward you can hurl yourself into the ocean. You’ll love it. One thing PR expressly does not have, however, is theme parks. Nor less elaborate amusement parks. Nor even traveling fairs. If you don’t count zip lines...
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Whelp, it finally happened: I took a fall on the boardwalk. HOW I FELL WHILE RUNNING The boardwalk in question lines a portion of my route through Piñones, part of my usual long-run route. It is not well-maintained as far as missing boards and uneven bits of wood go, but I’ve been running on it for a good two...
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You know you’re a running NERD when you’re geeking out over a new running trail days after finding it. But we already knew I was a running nerd. The question is: are you a big enough running nerd to geek out with me? Let’s find out! Pat and I went to Jobos Beach in Isabela, PR over the long...
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I come from Maryland, where individual counties set liquor laws, and most of those counties are run by puritans. Most grocery stores can’t even sell beer and wine, let alone liquor, and you’re sure as hell not going to find it in, say, a fast food place. So every time I leave Maryland and see alcohol sold in anything...
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I’m not gonna lie to you guys – I’m not a Marvel person. I respect the franchise – my nerdy little Star Trek-loving, Disney-obsessing heart could hardly do otherwise – but it doesn’t do a ton for me. I don’t mind if someone puts a Marvel movie on, but I only see them in theaters when Pat asks me...
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Yooo! I couldn’t let the whole of May go by without a single post. I didn’t mean to take a blog break at all, really. But it was so easy to let slip – we were moving into a new, permanent place in Puerto Rico, and I was settling into teleworking, and also I’m planning a wedding which as...
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While we apartment-hunt for a permanent place, Pat and I are staying in a little place by the beach in Ocean Park, in the northern part of San Juan on the coast. It’s not a proper hotel and there’s no gym… but like any good addict, I’m not about to let my training just drop, y’know? Mama needs her...
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¡Qué sorpresa! I moved to Puerto Rico! Yep, Pat got a job here and after much planning and packing and a very traumatic plane ride for the kitties, we are now San Juan locals. Luckily we had an assist from the federal government (and how often can you say that these days?). Obviously this will have reverberating life consequences. I...
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Okay, so, like I said before, I spent the long weekend in Puerto Rico. In an effort to make this somewhat more related to the mission statement of the blog, I will say: I did not run in PR but I saw several OTHER people out for a run, which means that if I ever move to Puerto Rico...
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JENN: Did you sneak in any training this week? MOON: I did! Had some time off with Christian and we ran together a few times. JENN: Awesome! MOON: What about you? How’s the foot? JENN: Eh. It’s better. I do feel it’s making progress. I managed a three mile walk at a NON snail’s pace on Saturday, but I had to stop there...
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