The Dead Sea is a bit more humid than I expected. At 7am, I’ve only run 3 miles and I am already coated in sweat. More sweat than mid-summer runs in Washington, DC. I am just dripping sweat. I think I’m even sweating from my eyeballs. That’s how humid the Dead Sea is, even at this early hour in early October.
Through the sweat I look around and take in the view. Bright red mountains banded by clear blue waters and crystal blue skies. Not a tree or human in sight. An utter silence from the thick air broken only by my labored breath and tired footfalls.Read More
Hi, my name is Wayan and I have a running problem. I am in Amman for 2 weeks and I need to run. But not just any run, I need 20 miles of running.
I have this running binge coming on. Some would call it a marathon, but I see it as a running bender through Washington DC. Yet, that is then. Now, this weekend, I need to run to build up my tolerance.Read More
On my flight to Jordan, I purposely scheduled an 11-hour layover at the Frankfurt (FRA) Airport. Why? So I could do an 18-mile marathon training run through the German countryside. And like my LAX layover done right, it was one of my best airport layover adventures yet.
First, I spent time on Google Maps, planning my run by looking at the Frankfurt airport and surrounding area at maximum magnification. I saw that Germany has a long network of bicycle and walking trails I could follow from the airport to the Rhine River, and along the river to Frankfurt itself and to s-Bhan stations that could take me back to the airport.Read More