My son just returned home from a retreat. He is so alive and full of joy, it’s contagious. To see the light in his eyes makes my heart so full, I can barely stand it. Today, he wanted to be in the woods. So did I. He ran with Dan from our house to the […]Read More I see you.
Something stirred in me this morning. I felt an itch that I needed to scratch, so as I got up I begin to plot my scheme. I had someone to drop off at football nice and early and I knew that it was gonna be a hot one today. So, I quickly made my plan to […]Read More At Last
Age is just a number, right? I always used to think that. I remember when I was younger and I would go to the pool to swim. I’d see older adults there swimming in out-dated swim suits and caps, doing elementary backstroke or sidestroke, and I’d think, “I will never look or swim like that.” […]Read More As I get older
It was our 17th anniversary, so, naturally, we went to a trail race. What can I say, we are of like mind, my Dan and I. It just so happened that the race fell on the right day, so off we went to Mohican. The Cold Pricklies is the anti-thesis of the Fuzzy Fandango, which […]Read More Cold Pricklies
Spring must really be here. You never know in Ohio. We usually have a few false starts. But, today when I ran, I had the feeling that spring might be getting closer. I’m cautiously optimistic, since exactly one week ago, I was being snowed on while I ran. No joke. It was April Fool’s Day, […]Read More Bug eating season….
Ah, the snow. I don’t dislike it, to be honest. There is something so beautiful about it. How delicate it is as it floats in the air. How hundreds and hundreds of tiny snowflakes can stick together to coat the branches on the trees. The most lovely thing about the snow is how everything outside […]Read More The stillness of morning.
It’s winter time in Rona-ville. It was hard to wear a mask, or even a buff, during the summer months while running. Especially on really hot and humid days. It was a struggle, and the trails were so full of people. I didn’t like get dirty looks from people as we passed on the trail; […]Read More Playing peek a boo.
2020 is done. Gone. Goodbye. Last year was not what any of us expected, right? But, it’s over. There’s no use in ruminating over it when we should focus on moving forward instead. While it was not my favorite year on record, it wasn’t my worst either. I started 2020 just like everyone else. I […]Read More Clearing the trail.
I haven’t written much for the past few weeks….or months. I guess I haven’t felt like it much. There’s so much going on; yet, there isn’t. I feel like I’m not the only one that is in somewhat of a limbo, for lack of a better term. However, I have chosen to take a different […]Read More It’s been a while.
It’s been weeks. Weeks, since my feet have touched the dirt of a trail. I haven’t left the house since March 12 and it’s now April 23, 4:00 am. I have been tethered to the house, since all of the kids have been home. I have run the same, tired loop of roadway in my […]Read More Hungry.