I wish I had kept writing during the times when I didn’t know what to say; I would love to take a peek into my mind over the last couple of years. I spent a lot of time investigating mysterious health issues that came up out of nowhere. I fought Fear and often lost. My running suffered. I lost weight and gained even more. … Read More Missing Chapters
I had such a shitty afternoon that I came home and shoved the most horrible food in my face and then remembered that I still needed to put 5 miles on the books. Damn. Guess it’s going to be a late one on the treadmill while I let my stomach settle until then. I’m in a really uncomfortable place right now, and I don’t … Read More Sending Out an S.O.S.
I was so tired last night I could barely keep my eyes open. I woke this morning at 6:45, wide awake, then stayed in bed for hours and drifted in and out of consciousness. I did not want to get up. I battled another round of nausea yesterday afternoon, but it went away after some water and a distracting conversation, so I’m hoping it’s … Read More The Finish Line
Here we are again, in my favorite place called Limbo (Latin limbus, edge or boundary, referring to the “edge” of Hell). In case you didn’t catch the sarcasm dripping from that first sentence, let me be clear that I don’t like being here one bit. In the past, Limbo meant waiting for someone else to make a decision that would affect my future. Like … Read More Do the Limbo
Staring at a blank page, wondering how I feel… trying to recall the euphoria of yesterday’s long run before the week’s shit began… ugh. Coach gave me a great pep talk today. He’s good at that – always patient and logical in an understanding way, and I appreciate that more than he knows. He’s smart and funny – who else could ever get me … Read More Numb No More
At happy hour on Friday we played pool and talked and drank; the weather forecast was the furthest thing from our minds. None of us had any idea what the next few days would bring. The media presented “Frankenstorm” coverage with its usual drama and flair, and I was somewhat conscious of the fact that I should cut the grass and clean up the … Read More The Sandy Effect
I laced up my shoes and headed out for my usual 5-mile loop in the countryside to survey the storm damage. I turned out of my neighborhood and immediately saw the first make-shift road closing. I ducked under the yellow police tape and stayed far away from the downed tree and the power line. I trudged on. I purposefully left my headphones at home; … Read More The Day After