S is for Staying Sane—An invitation (read to the end)
Let’s be honest friends, we’re tired. Between Covid 19, devastating racial violence, a bizarre presidential election, and (here where I live on the west coast) smoke and fires, we are taxed and weary. First, we were told we couldn’t see each other INSIDE because of...
Pound Out the Sorrow and Draw in the Fire of Life: A Report on Running 10 for 10
Friends, the pandemic has really transformed our lives, hasn’t it? For me, I’ve felt pent up, trapped, and stilted—not to mention a little depressed. I’ve missed running races and traveling and going to coffee shops (where I do most of my work and my writing). Throw...
Day 2 of 10
So today is day 2 of my “10 miles for 10 days” challenge. I felt good on my run, but I could feel the tiniest bit of fatigue in my legs during the warm-up miles from running eleven yesterday (and 5 miles on Saturday, getting me to 26 miles in about 42...
R is also for Racism
This is the R post I really want to write. Friends, what a ridiculously intense time we have going on in our world right now. But what a crucial time this is, too. In addition to the pandemic (wear your masks when around people, buddies), we are working our way toward...
Protected: R is for Rage. Rant. And, finally, please, RESPECT.
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