Few are the things I love more than muffins.
Every time I lace up and hit the trail, I lose myself in thought. My thoughts are often heavy with worry and anxiety when I set out and lighten with each step. Sometimes, by the time I finish my run, my mind has gone to mush and I’m riding a runner’s high. Sometimes, I’m still… Continue reading Carnival Mirrors
I was reaching into the ice box at work to grab my ice pack with a bit of a limp recently when a coworker asked what was wrong. I explained that I was icing my knee post-run. My hair was wet from the shower I’d had before I raced back to the office, along with… Continue reading Just for me.