I don’t see it as hyperbole to say we’re looking at the end of the world as we know it. We can either drive that change to ensure future generations thrive, or we can dumbly be carried along with change and then wonder what happened.
I have returned from a place that isn’t real, and yet is a place I am the most real version of me. I spent Memorial Day weekend returning to Wilder: a place I first ventured one year ago. Wilder is a women’s writing and running camp, curated and organized and gently held by Lauren Fleshman.… Continue reading Latent Lollygagger: Being Real
Balancing the buzzing mind
It makes me wonder, how much do I, do we, hold onto even when it’s served its purpose, even when we’d be not just okay but maybe even thrive without it, and yet we stubbornly hang on because we’re afraid of the fear and the sadness?
I’m trying to recognize when the excitement to do one of “all of the things” comes from the place in my brain that buzzes when it’s distracted by something new or when it feels hyped up rather than from a place of inner peace and clarity.
I must have hit the snooze button three times this morning. I don’t remember any of them (sorry, Josh). As I boiled water for the coffee, I spent ten minutes in meditation. I use the app Headspace, which has all sorts of guided meditations, including series focusing on a topic or theme. I’m in the… Continue reading Tuesday Morning Coffee Blog: Accepting
I don’t normally write about or even post about work-related stuff—not for any particular reason, really. I do love my job and where I work but honestly it doesn’t usually inspire my writing. Maybe now it will, if I start thinking about it in that way… but anyway. The reason I bring this up is… Continue reading Work break
Since the end of December, I've been running plan-less. I've been trying to do at least one "workout" per week - basically a few tempo miles thrown in to my Tuesday evening runs. Then I ran the half marathon in Houston on the 15th. I decided on the 14th that I was going to try… Continue reading Return to Boston
Today: 9 miles in 1:13:591. I'm in full-on taper madness. 12 days until NYCM! This means I'm overly hyper about creaks and phantom pains, keep waffling about my goal time and race strategy, and all that good stuff. Although, the more marathons I do, the less I find myself obsessing over race logistics. Maybe that… Continue reading Tapers and races and new goals, oh my!
On my hellacious recovery run today (6 miles in almost an hour, don't make me go check my Garmin), on which my legs weren't exactly sore from yesterday's half but just felt like they had aged about 100 years and the wind blew the rain sideways into my face, I got thinking about how much… Continue reading Controlling tendencies