running

A little piece of my ability to feel safe in the world was lost forever in those moments. I knew he was telling the truth.

For the past 18 years, my dad and I have run in the local Turkey Trot together. Holiday rituals make it almost impossible to ignore the passage of time.

I will not be posting any victory selfies after races until I'm willing to tell the full story about my running and how I use it to aid and abet my disordered eating.

Something changed for me when I heard my friend say, “I run so I can eat.” I run so I can cope, so I can feel invincible, so I can think. And so, in a surprising change of events, I challenged them politely and asked, “What would change if, instead, you ate so you can run?”

I had always considered myself to be extremely body positive. I loved my body! I had several close friends who were fat activists, and I was working hard to be a good thin ally. But despite all of that, I wasn’t ready for the changes that were happening in myself.

Also making headlines: Japan is welcoming five women to its cabinet, and Hillary has announced . . . when she may be announcing she's running.

Claire Wyckoff has concocted an interesting running routine: run in the shape of dicks, then share on social media. In short, she's our hero.

Hillary made a key announcement and spoke women's issues this week. But who cares? Someone threw a shoe at her!