Finally. Finally, finally, finally. We are back running again AND I can get access to Doctor Disco’s laptop, too. I always wonder what keeps Laura from getting out there to get her nose in the wind (no, neither of us is fast enough to generate any wind on our own, unless it’s from our butts), … Continue reading Guest Blogger: We’re Getting Warmer!
I’ve been injured recently, and off my running. I tell that story (sort of) over at my other, less serious blog* (it’s coauthored with my dog, so yeah, a lot less serious). I’ve been very slack in keeping up with my writing, and am working really hard to stay consistent with both my running and … Continue reading I am Runner 5.
Every time I’m running in the woods with Straxi, I think about how slack I have been with this blog. Let me update you. This summer has, indeed, been heinous. First was my foot, which I’ve told you about in staggering (ha) detail. I went to the doctor fully expecting to be told that I … Continue reading Injuries and Recovery: You Can’t Do It Alone
So Laura is headed to her own doc on Friday to get yet another shot in her paw…I’m not sure she’s ever going to recover from this. I know she is hoping that we will begin running again this weekend, but at this point, I can just smell the depression wafting off her. What, you … Continue reading Guest Blogger: Here, have a chewie
Yesterday I had an appointment with the foot doctor for yet another shot in my foot. I was gathering my things, getting ready to go, and I mentioned to my husband that I knew the doctor wouldn’t release me to go for a run today, but that I hoped he might. Before I could finish … Continue reading Cues, Context, Experience
Not long ago, my stepdaughter called us and left a few concerning messages via voicemail and text. I knew, immediately, what was up. Suddenly, many of the bloggers I follow are pregnant, too (ok, maybe not so “suddenly” in the cases of some – if not pregnant, then newly delivered). Suddenly, I’m thinking about small … Continue reading OG Granny*
Well, I went back for my checkup and to be fitted for my inserts. I’m another month away from resuming my running. I’m worried that Straxi doesn’t understand that I’m hurt and thinks that we’ve just unceremoniously quit our beloved runs. On the up side, I’m out of the peg leg/boot and I’m in a … Continue reading One Month is Just 28 Days, Dammit
The semester can’t end, it would seem, without a student crying in my classroom (I don’t have an office, really, so this is as likely to happen in the hallway, in front of the Coke machines, or on the way to the parking lot, tbh). I always feel badly when students are upset by the … Continue reading End of Semester Woes
So our last run went for a measly 2 1/2 miles – Straxi and I headed out to the trails on a beautiful day, with the intent to step up our training, and enjoy the weather as well. It did not go as planned. The weather certainly didn’t pose a problem, nor did Straxi. It … Continue reading A Runner Limps into a Bar with a Boot…
So we just passed the one year anniversary of the Women’s March – I went with my sister last year, and we had quite a great time. Things were rough, though. I couldn’t imagine how in the world we had gotten to this place, where it was considered a great idea to elect someone to … Continue reading Normal This is Not