Month: August 2013

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Marching On

The days are racing by so quickly; I feel disoriented.  I just don’t have enough time for everything.  While I long for the evening when I can crawl into my comfy bed, it always comes too soon with too many things left undone. It’s an interesting time in my life.  I’m gratefully watching my daughters grow into beautiful young adults and reluctantly acknowledging my … Read More Marching On

Intoxicated

Today was a wild ride. My senses were on high alert, and every cell in my body was alive and dancing.  I could feel the energy pounding everywhere – from my fingertips to the back of my neck to… yeah, well, everywhere. It was a crazy sensation that left me breathless and dizzy. Far beyond a typical hormone-rage that escalates my sex drive, this … Read More Intoxicated

The Dawn of a New Day

I sobbed my way through so many love stories.  The Notebook left my face so swollen and puffy, I had a headache for days.  I thought I would never live a story where I felt that loved and happy – surely those fantasies were reserved for very special people, and unfortunately, I didn’t seem to be one of the lucky few. But I longed … Read More The Dawn of a New Day

Safe and Sound

I can’t count the number of times recently that I’ve stared at my computer screen, overwhelmed with emotion, unable to find words to express myself.  It’s happening more and more regularly; hence my posts are fewer and further between. I’m lost in a world of unspeakable joy. I want so much to tell the story – to clearly describe this transformation and my experience … Read More Safe and Sound

Sugar Crush

My happiness factor has exploded to a brand new level.  It’s like the “sugar crush” mode in Candy Crush Saga – lights are flashing, brightly-colored candies are popping all over the place, and swedish fish are dancing across the screen, racking up total points like a pinball machine.  It’s exhilarating. And behind the candy-crushing fun lies a calmness and contentment that I don’t think … Read More Sugar Crush

Body Rock

Yesterday’s race, combined with this morning’s long run, left me crippled this afternoon.  I have soreness everywhere – in places I didn’t know could get sore from running.  Thank god I had a massage scheduled with my preferred therapist, who spent 90 minutes rubbing and stretching my legs out.  I’d hate to think how I’d be if I hadn’t had that little luxury today. … Read More Body Rock

Down By the River

On a whim I decided to run a race today with the goal of finishing without feeling like I was near death and preparing myself psychologically for a Fall racing season if there is to be one for me.  I’ve been battling my brain all summer, and I just haven’t felt race-ready at all. So, it was an experiment. It was a gorgeous venue … Read More Down By the River

Tearing It Up

Is there a happier word for happy?  It’s not just a mood anymore.  It’s a glow emanating from deep inside – a state of being.  It’s an overwhelming radiant peacefulness that comes from consistent loving behavior.  Allowing someone to love me might be more difficult than learning to love myself. It’s demolition time for my protective walls.  And I’m feeling okay about that.  More … Read More Tearing It Up

When You and I Collide

When I started writing this blog 8 years ago, I was struggling with the different archetypes that make up who I am.  I fought internal battles regularly, because I thought I should choose one and stick with it.  The “Good Lisa” vs. “Fun Lisa” war went on for a very long time.  I was lost.  Since then, I think I’ve done a decent job … Read More When You and I Collide

‘Taters

I’ve run that stretch of farmlands 3 times in the last week.  I saw one on each of the first two runs, but I told myself they were just funny-shaped rocks at the side of the road.  But on Sunday’s 16-miler, I had a witness alongside me, and as we turned towards the sound of a big truck roaring up behind us, I thought … Read More ‘Taters

Filling Holes and Touching Souls

I woke up early and cranked out 4 miles plus 8 x 30-second hill repeats to kick off the week.  The happy cocks announced the new day with loud crows as though they themselves had given birth to it.  I plugged in, worked hard, and connected to my body and to the earth.  I did some “Mom” stuff, and then I proceeded to consume … Read More Filling Holes and Touching Souls