Category Archives: Charity

Congrats, Cheapskate. You Made A Kid Cry And An Old Person Mad

I get that road races are hard to do. Not the running part. The management part. Being a race director or volunteer anything at a race can stink. Trust me. As a runner, we mostly love you. Unless you cheap out and screw people over when they’ve paid for the race and the swag thatContinue reading “Congrats, Cheapskate. You Made A Kid Cry And An Old Person Mad”

Old Body Parts: The Reality, And Hope For A Drag Show Of A Race

I was only half-kidding when I referred to being tired and having body bits give in and give up on me. I am seeing a neurosurgeon in June. But not so much for something worn out. More like something built up. Just in the wrong place. Calcification on my spine, to be exact. Good, strongContinue reading “Old Body Parts: The Reality, And Hope For A Drag Show Of A Race”

I Spring-Cleaned To Exhaustion

It seemed like a good idea. Clean out the closet and clothes drawers, and donate to charity. It led to a pissy mood staring at my untidy pantry, pulling everything off the shelves, cleaning them, and ordering canisters, racks, and bins to reorganize everything. It’s all my husband’s fault. He was watching a cooking showContinue reading “I Spring-Cleaned To Exhaustion”

“Black Everest” And Why It Matters

I’m tired. So much for the holidays. Working over 40 hours, caring for a house and spouse, keeping up with all things COVID, and of course, working out. I added a new routine to my routine, but that’s for another post. This one is about people who are probably more tired than me on anyContinue reading ““Black Everest” And Why It Matters”

Commit First, Deal With Details Later

Getting back into the swing of competing was never going to be easy. But over the summer, when two surgeries took me out of the game, I now realize it was easier than I thought to forget just how hard it was to plan and think and execute, while still working and taking care ofContinue reading “Commit First, Deal With Details Later”

It’s Back To Business, Even If It’s Not The Usual

It’s good to be competing again. I have a race every weekend in May (including yesterday), with the exception of Mother’s Day weekend. I don’t have kids; I figure I just need a break somewhere. It’s good to see friends again, even though it is masked and hugs are only a sometimes thing. I’m goodContinue reading “It’s Back To Business, Even If It’s Not The Usual”

Suffering Has No Age Limit When It Comes To The Cold

If you live just about anywhere in the U.S. (except for Florida, where I am), it’s been an awful couple of weather weeks. It’s worse than cold. It’s snow, ice, wind, and temperatures no one expected in places no one has see this kind of weather in years, if ever. It’s a literal killer winterContinue reading “Suffering Has No Age Limit When It Comes To The Cold”

2020: We Dove Into A Dumpster Fire And Found Flowers

Who would have thought, on Jan. 1, 2020, that the world would look like this on Dec. 31, 2020? Masked, isolated, separated, and searching for the elusive “new normal.” Kids and parents working and schooling from home, and all of them wondering why the idea of an open concept home was ever appealing. Schools sanitizedContinue reading “2020: We Dove Into A Dumpster Fire And Found Flowers”

I Still Pick Up Street Change…When I Can Find It

I found a penny in the Costco parking lot today. Hardly a momentous discovery, unless you’ve heard about our national coin shortage. The Husband used to get a kick out of my habit of picking up spare change wherever I found it. Mostly it was parking lots, but also in the grocery store, especially aroundContinue reading “I Still Pick Up Street Change…When I Can Find It”