Tuesday when I was running in the bright sunshine, foolishly wearing the green woolen running shirt (it became too warm!), I thought of home. It’s a recurring thought lately as I’ve been re-watching one of my favorite television shows, The West Wing. I was born and raised in the United States–born in Kentucky to a…
After the holidays I am ready for spring and summer. I turn off the Christmas lights (LEDs!) on January 1 and begin to plan my garden. I dream of sweat, dirt, and sunshine. I dream of drinking red wine mid-day, the earliest I might ever drink it–with my mother-in-law or husband (who will go for…
Last night my husband and I watched Nick Offerman’s “American Ham” comedy show. Spiking throughout the routine were themes of getting outdoors and appreciating nature, with the lest segments giving a thumbs up to getting intoxicated (after working hard) and the thrill of admiring something so simple as a maple leaf. This morning I finished…
Today’s run was wet, wet, wet. It feels good, though. I tell myself when I run not to think about my body, not to let it conquer my thoughts when there is tiredness or soreness. Instead my thoughts drift to other things. Then I feel light and springy, and running feels natural, as if I…
I had to take six days off running due to an IT-band injury, but was able to pick up where I left off last week today, with only the last two minutes giving me problems. First, I did what I could to help the healing process on my knee, but isn’t it incredible that the…
I couldn’t write the title for today’s blog without thinking of Jack Handy. One thing that motivated me to run was to get ideas for writing, which “The Oatmeal” professed he gets while running. Of course, he (The Oatmeal, aka Matthew Inman) is a very talented artist and humorous comic strip writer, and I, if…
