I am a tried and true morning person who loves the silence before dawn and the returning from my miles to a warm cup of coffee. I balance the miles in my training log with strength training and my second love, indoor water rowing. I never miss a Sunday row class, unless I have a race, of course! Read more >>
I was born and raised in the Chicago land area — Go, Cubs, Go! — by a very strong teenaged single mother — the OG Adobo — and later, my adoptive father joined our crew.
Running came into my life when I was headed towards a downward spiral of “partying like it was 1999”. Lots of party drugs, booze, little sleep and no self control. I was self-medicating and things were not trending well.
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But I wasn’t always a runner, far from it actually. At track and field day in elementary school we had to choose one “long” event, 800 or 1500 meters. I remember hating running so much that I started walking about 20 meters into the 800, and walked all 720 meters thereafter. I’m pretty sure I cried too. Instead of running, I spent my time in dance and curling, and later I even fell in love with competitive swimming.
By the time I was 19, I was unhappy and stressed out as I neared completion of my first year of university. I needed an outlet, preferably one that didn’t revolve around a gym schedule, something flexible. Around the same time, my mom joined a “learn to run 5k” group back home. If she could run, I certainly could, or so I thought. I laced up my shoes and ran for roughly 200 meters before I had to stop. Read more >>
Hello! This is Chili. I’m originally from Newfoundland and I currently reside in Eugene, Oregon, otherwise known as “TrackTown USA”. I am a licensed marriage and family therapist in private practice with a specialty in eating disorders and body image issues.
As far back as I can remember, I was a runner. In the days when kids played outside late into the evening, I would coax all the neighborhood boys into races through the woods behind my home. And I always won.
I raced track through elementary, middle and high school and I held a position on the provincial track team for Newfoundland. I raced indoor and outdoor track in Canada until I went to college. At that point, I took a 17-year hiatus from running and returned as a “distance” runner in my 40s. Read more >>
Well hello there. I’m Hops, a former three time All-American at James Madison University, currently on the comeback train after having my second child.
I got my start in running as a mediocre hurdler and high jumper, who later turned into a decent distance runner. I was injured a lot in high school and, although I ended up choosing a college with a great running program, I wasn’t initially planning on running. I didn’t think I had what it takes to run in college, let alone at the D1 level.
But something gnawed at me once I set foot on campus, and I decided to talk with the coach and see if they’d let me walk on. Somehow I eked onto the team with my meager running resume. I was the slowest woman on the team. I barely talked during any of my freshman cross country season runs because I was so out of shape. I barely survived practice, just holding on for dear life at the back of the pack.
Hello, Salty Readers! I am thrilled to be joining this strong and fierce group of women in the Salty community. I am currently chasing down PRs in the road racing world and work a full-time job at the University of Toledo where I coach cross country and track and field.
I grew up in a small town in Wisconsin and was always very active. Since we lived in a rural town, there wasn’t much to do other than play outside until the sun went down. My dad was in the military so when he trained for physical training tests, I would join him on his two to three mile runs on a small trail in town. That is where I discovered my love for running; I felt free and on top of the world! Read more >>
Hey Salties! I am so honored to be here! You can call me Turmeric, which is known for many healing properties. It seemed like a great choice, as just under a year ago, my husband and I experienced a miscarriage. I have spent these last ten months recovering and healing. The hole in our hearts will never be completely filled, but we are doing our best to patch it up. Our grief brought us closer than ever as a couple, and we have learned to never take the small things for granted!
I am originally from a town called Waukesha in southeastern Wisconsin, just outside of Milwaukee. I began running in middle school, when I showed up for cross-country practice thinking we were literally going to be running across the country. The coaches told my parents I was too thin to run, that I needed some meat on my bones. Little did they know, I had been athletic since I was about 6, mostly as a speed skater. I was determined to prove them wrong. Read more >>
Hello Salty Nation! I’m Zest, and I’m thrilled to be here! I’m a distance runner in Washington, D.C., by way of Louisville, Kentucky. I run because I enjoy competition and I like pushing myself to be the best, fastest version of myself that I can be. So, naturally, when I stumbled on Salty Running a couple years ago, I immediately knew I had found my people.
I haven’t always been a runner; growing up, I was a field hockey player. I played throughout middle school and high school and then for a Division I program in college. For the majority of my career, I actively tried to avoid running. Running long distances was for either conditioning or punishment, and, either way, I was not a fan. Plus, I was a goalkeeper, and most of my training focused on short sprints and plyometrics, not running miles at a time. I vividly recall one conversation with my dad, who had started running marathons after I left for college, in which I told him that he was crazy and that I would never, ever have the desire to run that far.
Hi Salts, Chicory here. For years, my social media bios have read, “Runner, Writer, Renegade.” When I came across Salty Running, I knew I had found kindred spirits. I’m honored and excited to become a part of the team.
This May marked my tenth year of running. When I started, I could not have imagined where it would lead. Running became so much more than a hobby for me — it is the biggest constant in my life over those 10 years, even when I was injured and not running as much.
I sporadically played sports in high school but never seriously; three years of varsity soccer and two years of track, where the coaches were such novices that they let me run the sprints. In college, I did no structured exercise for my first three semesters.
Hi everyone! After years of reading, lurking, commenting, and feeling too slow to play, I finally applied to write for Salty Running … and here I am! I love the sheer range of perspectives that the Salty community has to offer, and I’m incredibly excited to contribute to the thoughtful discussions on this site.
I’ve always been a runner, and yet I still have a hard time thinking of myself as a “real” runner. I grew up in Singapore, racing around the neighborhood with my cousins and other kids inspired by Olympics and tagging along for my mom’s evening jogs. Finally, after college, I decided to run a 10k.
I was never athletic, preferring books and the ballet studio to sports and games. I never ran competitively in school or college, though I enjoyed the low-key three to five mile runs that were part of my high school outdoors club training.
So when I moved home in 2008 after college and found myself hooked on road races, I wasn’t sure how to go about training for them.
I started running in college, but not as your typical cross-country and track collegiate runner. Academics were my focus, so I took up running in the hopes it would help me unwind and mentally relax. I’m sure it won’t surprise you, that the harder my courses became, the more I ran. I’ve never done well sitting still either, so running gave me an outlet for all my pent-up energy and allowed me to actually focus my mind on my work.
In graduate school, I fell even more in love with running. So when the time came between applying for Ph.D. programs and choosing another career, I decided to take a risk (with the support of my incredible husband) and become a running coach and running blogger. Read more >>
Guten Tag Salty Runners! Ever since young-me wrote feverishly within a hardback journal on the pink quilt of my farm home, I’ve navigated internal intricacies and all those existential questions best on paper. I’m thankful and thrilled to connect with all of you on the Salty Running platform!
The farm held the usual – ducks, chickens, dogs – but my mother, a saint of a veterinarian, brought home the homeless. Thus, we also had turtles, rabbits, parrots, crows, and 27 cats. We bottle-fed motherless kittens, transported opossums, and had a capacious cemetery.
Living in the country meant long walks to bus stops and with a mother who could run a sub-5:00 mile and a 6’3” basketball playing father, it’s likely that nature nurtured my running. I was a very sentimental and emotional child; running allowed me to explore these emotions with aim. With running came lessons in individuality as well as teamwork, work ethic, respect, humility. There were turkey trots, popsicle runs, middle school track and field, a competitive high school cross country and track program (I was a hurdler), where my team took first at state several years running. Approaching college, I wanted to experience life outside of Home, and helped start the first women’s cross country program at Concordia – Portland; after a year there, I moved back home to compete on Western Washington University’s teams. Read more >>
I started running in middle school, going for short runs with my dad and doing some 5ks. When I got to high school, cross country seemed like a good way to meet some nice people. My enthusiasm for running and desire to improve increased steadily.
The summer after 9th grade I decided I wanted to get a ton faster. I looked at results from my team for the past few years and found an older teammate who improved the most between freshman and sophomore year in cross country. She said she ran 300 miles that summer, so I ran 350.
The summer after that, sensing that 50 miles per week wouldn’t cut it anymore for me, I upped it to 60-70. By 12th grade I was extremely anemic and having zero fun running. After a brief stint on the wrestling team and a terrible track season, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to continue running on a team in college. A high school teammate and friend was on the team at my college so, partially out of a sense of social necessity, I decided to give it a try, figuring I could quit after the cross country season ended in a couple of months.
Of course, three days in I was hooked, in love with the team and more excited by the sport than I’d felt maybe ever.
Hi Saltines! I’m so excited to be a part of this community of strong, sassy, intelligent women runners! I discovered Salty Running when Cinnamon and Ginger covered the Olympic Marathon Trials. I was so impressed and relieved to find a community of real runners that celebrate women for their strengths and achievements … and who aren’t trying to convince me to stay away from the cheese platter or sell me an adorable bra with a hundred tangled back straps to wear to the local juice bar.
Salty Runners aren’t afraid to break a sweat, get a little dirty, and they don’t shy away from real issues that affect women in the running world. That’s the community I want to be a part of, and I’m so excited to grow the West Coast contingent and bring some California love to the mix.
I am a classical musician for a living and, travel a lot to perform with various orchestras. My current schedule has me based in the Midwest, performing with orchestras in Ohio, Michigan, Illinois, Pennsylvania and Indiana. To put it simply, my life has been anything but predictable. Throughout the past 15 years, I have lived in six states as well as a foreign country.
Because my professional life can be so unstable, I find stability in running. Running is something I can do anywhere. Sometimes that requires crashing local running groups wherever I’m traveling, or running on a beat-up treadmill in a hotel fitness center.
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