It’s happening. Darkness. The days are getting shorter. Last week we fell back an hour and while it felt good for a couple of days to have that ‘extra’ hour, I’m already back to my habits and anxiety that seems to come about this time of year. I’m already looking forward to December 22nd not […]Read More Falling Back
I struggled with a couple of decisions today. I’m fresh from vacation and feeling relaxed, rejuvenated, and basically like a human being again. Before vacation, I was stressed and I felt more like a monster. I didn’t feel like myself. While on vacation, I started running again. I ended up logging 39 miles – 3 […]Read More To Run or Not?
As most everyone knows, it’s breast cancer awareness month…my least favorite month. I wear a pink ribbon on my foot. It’s a tattoo actually. I have a total of 3 (tattoos). One on my foot and two on my breast from where my nipples used to be. When I was younger and wanted to get […]Read More I wear a pink ribbon…
Wow! A whole year has passed and I can hardly believe it. I guess we’re busy and/or having a lot of fun. Last year I wrote about our marriage being a marathon not a sprint and I guess we’re still having that runner’s/marriage high but we still run into those unexpected hills along the course. […]Read More #11
Remember that Sinead O’Connor song, Nothing Compares to You? She starts out singing…”It’s been 7 hours and 15 days since you took your love away…” Well that’s how I felt this morning. So with my best Sinead impression… It’s been 17 hours and 34 days since I have run. During this time away from running, […]Read More Nothing Compares to You…
Last weekend, I was in Montana. We were visiting my brother and friends while taking in some fly fishing and running a marathon. You know, just like any other weekend. The fly fishing was great and the marathon was tough. It was my 7th and my friend’s 22nd marathon. My friend is trying to run a […]Read More Bozeman Marathon
Oh, what are FOOB’s you ask? Well, when I was first diagnosed with breast cancer in 2010, I heard several folks refer to their new breast implants as “FOOB’s” also known as fake boobs. So ever since then, I call my breasts – FOOB’s. I really don’t care about my FOOB’s and don’t really have a strong […]Read More FOOB’s 2.0