A sprint. A dog. And spring.
By Marlene FarrellRunWenatchee.com I don’t think I’m always open to memos from the universe. But sometimes things are juxtaposed in time and place so I can’t help but pay attention. I was driving to pick my kids up from school the other day. The temperatures had yet to break out of the twenties, the sky…
Track coaches serve as unsung heroes
By Marlene Farrell RunWenatchee.com Track and field can be a gateway into lifelong running. Many runners, like me, dabbled in it as teenagers. Some took it seriously, aiming to smash personal or school records. Now that my son is in middle school, he’s giving it a try. Middle school track is ubiquitous now, and…
Speaking of feet
By Marlene Farrell RunWenatchee.com To run well and run far requires applying my body, making it work for me to achieve a goal. I try to take care of the tools that help me train and race. As mileage increases, my quads, hamstrings and calves might yelp in pain, so I foam roll to unwind…
Owen Bard earns ticket to Junior Nationals
By Marlene Farrell RunWenatchee.com A lot of runners hang up their shoes in the winter, or at least pare their training back to a maintenance level. Younger runners wrapped up their cross country seasons weeks ago. Not so for Owen Bard. This wiry 14-year-old, who calls Leavenworth home after transplanting from Twisp two years ago,…
My romance with running
By Marlene Farrell RunWenatchee.com My relationship with running changes over time. Sometimes I feel the height of passion, when running takes precedence and monopolizes my thoughts. Other times the relationship is very platonic, like I could take or leave it, and runs are a version of “going through the motions.” I can’t predict what will…