For some reason, maybe because it was the weekend of Valentine’s day, these lines were stuck in my head. It is a sonnet by Shakespeare made more famous by the Emma Thompson/Kate Winslet adaption of Jane Austen’s Sense and Sensibility.
[This is not my usual fitness post, but something that I wanted to write for a friend.] You did not go gentle into that good night, You burnt and raved at close of day; You raged, and raged against the
I have not written much over the past 2 weeks (I have written nothing the past 2 weeks) and before I start back writing again, I have a few confessions in January. Some lightweight, some heavy. What is that they say
I believe that my transformation from couch potato to (faux)runner started after my kids were born. Initially, while battling mild post partum depression, I stepped out for “some air” while Mr. FauxRunner would run with the minions in a jogging
I’m not a cold sports person, maybe because I prefer sports where my feet are firmly on the ground. Also, growing up in hot South India, I never had the option to play in the snow. My first snow sighting
While 2015 was all about an amazing year of races and goals and self growth, Looking back at 2016 was much more mellow. The whole year was around one big race rather than my usual sprinkling of races. Miss. FauxRunner made
It’s been 4.5 years since I last visited home. And this past weekend, I made the 20 something hour journey with the clan. I’ll try to document my days there but with things being super busy with the family, it’ll