Beginning the Taper

Well, I made it. Last September I decided (to try) to learn to like running. I had been running here and there, off and on, all summer. In September, I decided to chose a goal (first I thought I’d try a half marathon, then decided “go big or go home” and I entered the lottery…

For the linguist: My word for 2013!

Confession? If you’ve recently posted on FB or Twitter, “what are your 2013 resolutions?” Then I have quietly and systematically ignored you. (Chances are I am offending everyone here, cause my news feed yesterday was nothing but that resounding question…) The truth? I am not really a resolutions type of girl. It is either the…

Run

I’ve always hated running. Torture. Boring. Painful. All are words that come to mind when I conjure up the image of plodding my feet down the road, one after another, pounding away at my knee cartilage. It begs the question, how is it that I’m signed up for a marathon next May? I’ve always wanted…

Off On The Right Foot

I have to be purposeful at most things in life. Now, if you know us, you also know that we are quite spontaneous. I am not diminishing the beauty found in sudden acts of whim. But most of life, rather most of what I want out of life, only happens if I am purposeful. Like…