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
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.
You can sense it in the air. The mornings are getting cooler, as are the evenings. It feels like football outside. Running feels easier when the heat isn’t pressing upon you. As I run on the trail near my house, I make a point to take in all of the green I see. I know […]Read More Fall is coming.
A few months ago, I made the bold statement that I was going to begin writing a book. I, like many others, had started writing a book before, only to fizzle out on my effort a few weeks in. Because, LIFE. And, of course, the fear that no one would ever read it but my […]Read More Writing a book; taking a deeper look.
I said “yes”. I was tired. I hadn’t slept well, I’d worked out too hard the day before, I felt stiff….I had every excuse in the book. I still haven’t healed completely from my fall last winter, and we’re almost positive I had a fracture in the thoracic spine. Since that fall on the snow […]Read More Yes.
If only I had known. Back in February, I didn’t have time to get to the pool. I was trying to squeak out a workout or two each week, but it had been hard to do that when my calendar was so full already. Going into March, I didn’t even make it to the pool […]Read More Getting my sea legs back.
This has been the oddest year. I know you all feel me on this. It has been surreal, to say the least. And, little by little, things have been stripped away. What I have been left with is real, and raw. I think back to the months leading up to the pandemic, and I can […]Read More Layer by layer.