If this year begins so hard you feel dead under a crust of ice thick enough to walk on, I wish you enough time to sit still in the sun that you find what runs deep inside. Advertisements
Fall is my favorite time to run. Long sleeves, crisp afternoons, slanting afternoon sun that makes everything look golden… what’s not to love? But I’m not running this fall. Welcome to my pity party. Thanks for coming. Two weeks before our trip to England, I began having pain in my foot. A few more runs,…… Continue reading A Pity Party: You’re Invited
He thought I couldn’t see him there, at the top of the cottonwood. He didn’t know that half the reason I run is for the birds. Also spotted: two flickers, nineteen robins and twelve million and four red-wing blackbirds. Any happy surprises for you lately?
I felt rotten all day yeserday. Achy head, nausea… blah blah blah. I tried eating more than usual. I took some ibuprofen. Extra caffeine. Nothing worked. Was it allergies? A storm front moving in? Too much sugar over the weekend? Who knows. I had written “run 4” on my schedule for the day. I like…… Continue reading When a crummy run was what the doctor ordered
A few weeks ago, my husband had an appointment at the hospital, and they had advised him he wouldn’t be able to drive home. I had planned to run in the afternoon and didn’t see how to fit my run into the day if I had to spend the afternoon at the hospital. My husband had…… Continue reading Winter Run