you can find part 1 HERE! and part 2 HERE! After getting through the swim, I felt a giddy bubble rising up, following the same trail as the fear bubble that came before it. I whispered, “I can do this” as I trudged up through the sand and onto the path that would take me… Continue reading the race, part 3.
You can find part 1 HERE if you missed it… otherwise, read on! You know, I didn’t know it at the time, but I was smiling going into the water. I really had no idea. In my head, I was focused on the first orange buoy, which seemed miles away. Just get to that,… Continue reading the race, part 2.
The noise was low, but enough to draw my eyes open, albeit slowly. It was light out, though it was that soft morning light, the kind that is the most peaceful and nourishing and quiet. It’s often missed by everyone except the earliest of risers. Which definitely does not include me. Paul turned the alarm… Continue reading the race. part 1.
I have had an emotional couple of days, days which filled me to the breaking point, literally, of the highs and the lows of work, relationships, and self-introspection. I don’t need to go into details, because what happened isn’t very important. That’s how it goes sometimes. Things happen to us which wring us dry, and… Continue reading rest.
It’s crazy the stages you go through when you are working towards a goal. YES. I GOT THIS. I CAN DO ALL THE THINGS. LOOK AT ME GO. WHY DID I EVER SIGN UP FOR THIS. THIS IS STUPID. WORST DECISION EVER. Ok, this is ok. I’m fine. Everything’s fine. It’s beginning to seem normal.… Continue reading the race.
Guys. I didn’t know that this was possible. Every year, my kids insist on turning a year older, and then they do that thing where they pick the thing I don’t want to do most of all, which is a birthday party where I need to talk to strangers about entertaining their kids for a… Continue reading How I survived the Anti-Pinterest Birthday Party.
There are a lot of things in my life, and I am betting in yours too, that work together to build a picture. A picture of me, or at least a version of me. Each piece of that picture calls different things to the forefront of my life, each one encourages different traits and strengths. … Continue reading on who we are.