After my Off-season ruminations, part 1 post, sheilagh commented and asked what BQ and MGP stood for. So here's a not-so-brief history of me versus the Burger Queen.

BQ is Boston Qualifier, or the time that an individual needs to run in order to qualify to run the Boston Marathon. For many, many years, this was 3:40:59 or less for women under 35, 3:45:59 ( Read more... )

The Boudloche clan tends to be very traditional when it comes to Christmas. Not traditional traditional, but we generally adhere pretty firmly to our own weird traditions. For 37 years, we've all gone to sleep at my parents' house on Christmas Eve, after a family dinner and hanging the stockings ("the stockings were hung by the chimney with hooks ( Read more... )

Crap. I didn't realize people might actually still be reading this. Well, I'll post anyway, I suppose. If I haven't chased you off yet ( Read more... )

I was talking (messaging) with Beth the other day about blogs and the posting thereon, and I mentioned that I really wanted to write more, but I was in a bit of a rut. All I ever post are race reports now. Don't get me wrong, I really like writing race reports (most of the time), but I also really like just writing. And I never do that anymore ( Read more... )