HAY!
When Emmalynn shouted “hay”, I thought she spotted a friend in the Target parking lot. Nope. She was just excited to see a bale of hay in the back of someone’s pick-up truck. Continue reading →
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Obsessed With Omni
When I crashed my bike a few weeks back, I managed to tear a hole in my running shoes. Somehow, the crash ripped a small hole in the mesh on the inside of my right shoe, but it didn’t hinder... Continue reading →
Like a Bad Disney Movie
My runs this week have felt like a bad Disney movie. Last Saturday, Tiffany and I rejoined the Striders at the park after a long 3 week absence due to my injury. We ran 6 miles and although it... Continue reading →
The Peace Offering
When Emmalynn and I met her preschool teacher the other day, we presented Miss Sharon a gift: a bottle of Mad Housewife Chardonnay. With the wine, I warned Miss Sharon that Emmalynn is nothing like Allana (who she taught 3 years ago). I... Continue reading →
The Butt of the Post
After 16 days off my feet, I found the motivation to get moving again on Monday and then I realized that I needed a few more days off from running. Painful hemorrhoids An uncomfortable situation popped up surfaced and prevented... Continue reading →
A Fortnight
“So you really hurt yourself, didn’t you?” Tiffany asked me the other evening. “It has to be bad, because I know you. You’re a shake-it-off kind-of-gal. I’ve seen you run through some pretty bad pains. You rest and then you’re... Continue reading →