A Florida Space Coast Runner: My Sister’s Formula for Resting, Racing, and Winning

  Mornings are brisk, damp, and rarely clear at 4:30 a.m. in my neighborhood in the Pacific Northwest. Typically, mountain views surround two sides of my subdivision, but I don’t get to see them as I’m running. I’m beating the car traffic from the Boeing workers, though at least a half a dozen cars slip… Continue reading A Florida Space Coast Runner: My Sister’s Formula for Resting, Racing, and Winning