He’s my face-friend, and he didn’t really mean that.

It’s 100 degrees here.  I got up early and got my run in and then went and rode the horses until about ten.  Unfortunately, I’m pretty sure I sweated my boobs right off.  They are survived by me and my husband, and they will be so missed by both of us. One thing that I […]

I am a beautifully clumsy gazelle.

You probably guessed that whole tortured metaphor in my last blog post about being a runner who trips on nothing was inspired by me. Tripping on nothing. Yesterday. I’ve got massively scraped up hands, and an ooey-gooey knee, but some flash of female instinct had me rolling to protect my face, so at least I […]

I am a strong believer in stupid persistence.  I chase patience, hard work, and incremental gains.  Bad at math?  Do more math.  Kill your garden? Replant and begin again. Slow runner?  Well, you might not get much faster, but run anyway because it’s good for you.  I should know. I’m the slow plodder, that naturally […]