Running*

  • Letters*,  Miscarriage,  Running*

    Dear Body,

    I was cursing you a little bit this morning. As I began a slow jog in my neighborhood, I felt an old familiar pain creep into my hip. Frustrated that that pain had the audacity to come back after taking a week off and stretching like mad, I just kept going. I want so badly to be able to do this again, so I ignored the signs you giving me to tell me to slow down. My head keeps reminding me that I was easily running 7km this time last year. I was so proud of that accomplishment. …but I am not the same person I was last summer. This…

  • Complaining about something*,  My thoughts*,  Running*

    Is it really August?

    I can’t believe that summer is almost over. I feel like I blinked and it went from the end of June to the end of August. I am in serious denial that I have to go back to work in just a few weeks… even more so because at present I don’t have a job. If I am unable to find an LTO I’ll be back on the supply list… a prospect I am not looking forward to. I enjoy supply teaching, but trying to find childcare that will match that schedule is a nightmare. Anyway. It’s been a good summer. I desperately felt like I just needed some time…

  • Daily Junk*,  Running*

    A December Update*

    Has it really been a month since I lugged my desk up the basement stairs by myself and created my little kitchen nook so that I can write more often? (I still LOVE my kitchen nook, in case you were wondering. It’s my fav.) We’ve had a wonderful, busy month. Just after I last wrote I scrubbed my house from top to bottom to prepare for a visit with the Hubster’s mom! She flew in for a few days at the end of November and it was so lovely to have her here. We packed in as much as we possibly could during her time here, and we had so…

  • Crazy City Stories*,  Hank the Tank*,  My thoughts*,  Running*

    Eating, Hallowe’ening & a Jerk on a Bench*

    Oh, hi November. I can’t quite believe that it’s actually NOVEMBER, but here we are–the month before Christmas. Or, the month before the Christmas month. Or something. I feel like a lot has happened in the last few days. Hank is still not sleeping terribly well, but I feel like things are getting a bit better. He was waking almost every hour, but his stretches are beginning to lengthen out a little more, and I’m actually making it into my own bed… at least for part of the night. Progress! I’ve also had some success getting him to eat in the last two days. I’ve been giving the baby led…

  • Goals*,  Running*

    Running Goals – Phase Two*

    I’ve been trying to sit down and write all week, but the last few days have been a bit of a blur. And when I say blur, I really mean blurry eyes because Hank the Tank is still teething and has been waking up almost every hour at night. He is still such a cuddly sweetheart when he does wake up, but I’m pretty sure that I haven’t had more than two consecutive hours of sleep in the last two weeks. So, when I “wake up” (I use that term loosely because to me it implies that sleep has happened) in the morning, it usually takes me an hour or…