Today is my dad’s birthday. He’d have been 76. If not for ALS, even at that age, he would’ve likely continued to fill his days with hiking, gardening, and talking to the black bears that frequented the mountain home he built himself. He still would’ve been riding his Harley and meeting buddies at Waffle House […]
running
Half marathon: running for my Dad
Earlier this month, I ran my second half marathon. This was the first race in a series of four I plan to do this year, and because this month (today, in fact) marks four years since my Dad died of ALS, I decided I’d run this one in his honor. I didn’t have any particular […]
Race recap: my 1st half marathon
Y’all! I did it! Along with over 1,000 other participants, I ran a half marathon. Me: the wimpy, asthmatic runt who was nearly always picked last when we divided up for teams in elementary school; who managed to sprain, break, or somehow injury something every single year (week) in P.E. class; who never played a […]
Always run up the hills
This weekend — Sunday! — is my first half marathon. My motivation and confidence about this race has waxed and waned with good days/runs, and not-so-good days where I feel every bit of my 40-some-odd years. I’ve had some problems with a nerve issue in my foot (caused most likely by too many years in […]