A dear friend told me that she loved when I posted things that really helped her learn about me. This piece may not be the best. It may ramble, it may be too long and it may mean nothing to most, but it means something to me because it is a part of me. October. … Continue reading October
Run? Why does anyone really do anything? Why does one start; persevere; endure? Try to become part of something bigger than yourself? Why did I start to run? Coach Mayer asked me to. On July 13, the summer before my seventh grade year, Coach Mayer called my house. He said, “The cross country team is … Continue reading Why do I?
I have two favorite times to run: in the rain or snow at night. I love watching the world glisten. It’s almost trembling with the potential and possibilities of the fresh new day the dawn will bring. There’s clarity. The darkness conceals scars beneath a blanket of quiet. The liquid air can swallow up tears in … Continue reading Broken
On this morn of my birthday, I find my thoughts meandering backward in time. The events of last weekend hover over my thoughts like a fog over the river on a cool fall morning. I've long wondered how to begin my harebrained idea of a blog and this week I had an epiphany moment. It … Continue reading Ragnar Recap: Team Hope Express 2012