Fasting 5K: Fulfilling Like a 50K

On Saturday, I joined a friend for the Washington D.C. Fasting 5k, a run for charity in Ramadan. When I arrived it felt like the start of a trail marathon. There was a… Continue reading →

A Day in the Life of a Runner

A day in the life of a runner actually starts the day before. I set my alarm with the intention to rise with the sun. If the intention is true, the deed is… Continue reading →

Counting Miles

I ran with the Hopkins Marathon Team on Tuesday and met many inspirational runners. One runner told me about how she started logging miles in 2011, and has accumulated over 7,000 miles. That… Continue reading →

Public Health: Individual vs. Community

In “No Fries with That,” Desmond Flagg, a PhD student at the Johns Hopkins Bloomberg School of Public Health tells his story about his journey “From fatty and fried to lean and green: How… Continue reading →

Change of Plans

Like a bear in hibernation, I have not ventured far from my den during these frigid winter weeks. The snow, the sleet, the wind, and the rain in temperatures below zero have effectively… Continue reading →

Why I Run

I have heard runner friends say things like “If I didn’t run, I would be a bad person/mother/teacher/anything.”  While running works wonders, I don’t believe that negativity is what sustains us. Sure, a… Continue reading →

I Decided to Get a Garmin

Omar bin Khattab, the second Caliph (head of state) in Islam, known as “Amir al-Mu’minin,” Commander of the Faithful, had only one shirt. During his 10 year rule, Islam spread east and west… Continue reading →

The French Quarter of New Orleans

When my flight landed in New Orleans, I made the same prayer I always make when I enter a city: O Allah, Lord of the seven heavens and all they overshadow, Lord of… Continue reading →

The Maybe Stress Fracture

I have run only once since The Baltimore Marathon.  After the race, my left foot hurt so badly that I heard an imaginary crunch every time I tried to take a step. Walking… Continue reading →

Marathons Don’t Get Easier

Last weekend, my five-year-old niece came with her mother from Oregon to visit me in Baltimore. While rushing to catch the MTA bus after a day at the inner harbor, my niece dropped… Continue reading →