There Are No Red Lights in Marathons

by Kalia Douglas-Micallef

“But I’m tired,” I moaned and huffed as my mother and I arrived at a crosswalk with the red hand flashing.

“There are no red lights in marathons,” my mother would say.

“Keep jogging on the spot!”

My mother, Gabriella, transformed her life through running. At times, it seemed that running was the new love of her life in place of me, her daughter. I would wait in the early mornings for what seemed like forever for my mom to come back from her long runs. I would be the last one to be picked up at birthday parties due to her running.

She travelled far and wide, just for running. Continue reading “There Are No Red Lights in Marathons”

Learning From Lucas

Humility is hard to find. When you encounter someone who has it, it is like a breath of fresh air. Lucas McAneney is such a person. I met Lucas a few years ago, as a customer of the Running Room store he managed. We chatted and compared notes about races we had in common. Imagine my surprise when I later found out that this friendly store manager was actually an elite runner who has won the Mississauga Marathon, won the Oakville Half Marathon, won the Ottawa Marathon, placed fourth at the Buffalo Marathon, competed in the Pan Am Games, and many other elite running credentials. Continue reading “Learning From Lucas”