Thursday, February 16, 2012

Run This Town

        It's official. I am a member of the New York Road Runners Club. Amazing. I never imagined that I would become a runner. I used to watch people run all of the time. I would picture myself being thin and running. Well I got the running part right. The thin part will come later. I was so excited when I received my official email. If you are interested in learning to run just start a little at a time. Then you should register for an official race, just for a challenge to yourself. It's no one's business how fast you run or if you need to walk for part of the race. Do it for yourself at least once.


Dear Carin,
Congratulations on becoming a member of New York Road Runners!
Your membership number is: XXXXXX
Please use this number when registering for classes, races and events, including the ING New York City Marathon. Without this number, you will not receive member discounts. Please allow three business days for your number to become active.
You can expect to receive your membership card in the mail in the next four weeks.
If you have membership questions, you can contact
Warm regards,
Membership Department
New York Road Runners

Carin  - XXXXXX

Wednesday, February 15, 2012


      I went to the podiatrist the other day. I go at least once a month to keep my feet healthy. The good doctor treated me for my sprained ankle last Spring. My podiatrist knows about my activity. He knows that I jog. He knows that I 5K. He knows that I abuse my feet. When I first started to visit him, I was having the worst heel spur ever. In addition to shots with a giant needle, I get paraffin wax, ultrasound and bandage wrap. The good doctor tsk tsk me when doing my pedicure. There are many callouses and corns from all of the stress my feet take on walking my butt around the city.
      So when I was in his office the other day, he found an in grown toe nail on the side of my big toe and insisted on removing it right away with no needles. He sprayed the cold spray and I gritted my teeth as he cut me open with a scalpel and cut out this annoying piece of nail. So I am wearing a band-aid on my toe for a few days. This band-aid is my trophy. My band of courage for taking the many steps I take walking, jogging, 5K-ing. These toes were made for walking.