The Carnival of Running #37

Welcome to the 37th edition of The Carnival of Running!

Bart Yasso’s long run tips are fundamental, but certain things can’t be repeated too often:

Want Deena Kastor to cook for you? It’ll cost you more than three grand.

Joe Dudman at Run Oregon wonders why more runners don’t explore the puke threshold.

Short of blog fodder? Nike is selecting bloggers to test their new LunarGlide+ shoes and blog about them at least once a week for four weeks.

Looks like that all-comers track meet thing is catching on.

Lots of buzz about a study that reveals the world’s best athletes are bigger than the elites of past generations. But aren’t we all bigger?

Need some extra cardio work? Get a job as a school mascot.

Turhan Jordan has some advice about dating a runner. He left out an important tip, though: Don’t try to eat as much as he/she does.

Judging by the results, Runner’s World might put Sarah Palin on the cover next time.

Anytime I start to feel good about my running, I’m reminded I could be totally destroyed by little girls. First there was Gabrielle Jennings, and now there’s Bailey Wolf.

Last week I outran a bunch of people in my pajamas. How they got in my pajamas, I’ll never know.

Elite runners Nick Cordes and Leigh Daniel tied the knot live on The Today Show. Hulu has video of the ceremony, but no one ran down the aisle.

Ian O’Riordan was taken aback when his friend, Conn Fitz, started running. He writes, “For as long as I’ve known him Conn’s idea of an endurance test was to work up an alcoholic frenzy to last the entire weekend and his only experience of speed work was to consume industrial amounts of Benzedrine.”

Did you know that “Older people have a somewhat blunted thirst sense”? Neither did I. I guess it’s because we’re normally desiccated.

This week’s heartwarming running story comes to us courtesy of Dr. J. The other one.

Run for the Medal has everything you need to know about gels, and more than Maggie Moo’s wants you to know about their pricing.

Lonerunner has a million dollar idea, which I think he came up with after a few too many San Miguels.

Speaking of pooping your pants, carpeviam is creeped out by Baby Laugh-a-Lot, but it isn’t even close to the scariest doll on film. And I don’t mean Chucky.

That’s all for this week, friends. It’s the 553rd anniversary of the lifting of the Siege of Belgrade! Submit your posts to carnival@runningisfunny.com. Until next time, run away!