Where did we leave off? Well, my list ended in October.  Commemorating my first year without you. Is commemorating the right word to use? It feels weird. I ran 50+ miles on October 12, and three days later, it was one full year.  And here we are today, two years. It's funny because before you died, I was fortunate not to have experienced a loss like this. And in my mind, I had ideas of how grief would be and how things would feel when I "finally" did. I thought the anniv

There are no finish lines.  Only starting lines where I am fortunate enough to get to start over again, and somehow, always meet a better version of myself than before.

I’ve been having a hard time lately.  And when I say lately, I mean since before January.   I share this at the risk of this post...

Life lately has felt noisy. It's overwhelming, but not the overwhelming I’m used to.  Just noisy.  There’s so much in my head that I’m...

I chose this; I want to do this; I get to do this; this is MY hard; I'd rather this than the alternative.

The first week of training is complete. Miles run: 0. Wait, what? Yes, you read that correctly.  My 50 Miler training kicked off Monday,...

It’s always one foot in front of the other.  It’s never easy, and yet, it’s not always hard.

When my legs get tired, I’ll run with my heart.

I forgot how long it takes your body to recover from such an effort.

I know the first five miles of this course like the back of my hand...