The Runner
There’s a new softness in my belly. At fourteen, this would frighten me. Thinness and hardness indications of worth an inner *cha-ching* as my body sells the world an idea.…
Category: Running
(Sometimes) My Mind Doesn’t Know What’s Best for Me
I freakin’ swear I didn’t care to run at all today. But I laced up and left my pup to do it anyway. I freakin’ swear I didn’t care to…
Keep Your Eyes on the Road (and your sh*t to yourself)
You shout out the window as you drive alongside you lean greedily in followed by lustful eye saying, “but that ass, girl!” across intersection as I push my way through…
Autumn Run
This Autumn run. Wet leaves on pavement shuffling remainder on branches people slipping by a moment in view their footprints as important as mine and I found myself asking my…
Potential
It’s all around me now. The tick tick ticking of the clock and the chatter in the hallway of neighbors I never quite see. It’s within me now.…
Training
I started training last week. No, scratch that. I’ve been training all my life. The miles I’ve endured over trails I loved and pavement I’ve hated have all…
Four Months Go By: A Self-Reflection through Journaling
“Four months go by” is pulled from select entries from my journaling notebook. Entries were written first thing in the morning light, most of which are prior to sunrise. Color…
Introspective
My imagination doesn’t include others. I realized this last night, laying on the floor of my kitchen, looking upward at the gentle swing of the ceiling light. There was little…
