Here's what happens when you run two Ragnar relays in one month. Here's what happens when you choose friends that spend their Fridays running 100 miles through the Blue Ridge Mountains or Saturdays running 31 miles across railroad tracks that are what look to me to be approximately 5,000 feet above the ground or training … Continue reading Adventure. Challenge. Pain. Frustration.

This past weekend was supposed to be the weekend that I earned my Spartan Trifecta. The weekend that I beasted the rope climb. The weekend that I found my physical and mental limits and pushed through them.It was also supposed to be a special weekend for my oldest son and I.See, this kid is my … Continue reading Let’s Talk About Disappointment

The Lynchburg Half MarathonSee this? This is me trying to smile halfway through what I like to call Lynchburg's Annual Painfest.Photo by Jay ProffittHalf marathons are hard. I mean, not as hard as a full marathon or an ultra or childbirth, but they're hard. But this one? There is something about the Lynchburg Half that makes … Continue reading The Race That Makes Me Question My Life Choices

This is Lobo.He's my protector. My best friend. My constant companion. I'm pretty sure he loves me more than anyone else in the world. Look at that face. So full of love, adoration, loyalty...betrayal.I mean, he won't even look at me.So, you know when you're in the midst of some pretty intense hormone emotion? (I'm … Continue reading Sometimes We Get A Little Crazy

I went kayaking at the Cove with a few of my tribe ladies Friday.We spent several hours out on the water. Talking. Venting. Laughing. Sharing. Supporting. Understanding. (One of us may have fallen over into the water for no clear reason.)See, this is how we repair.We need this time not only with one another, but … Continue reading In My Tribe, We Rock Scars With Our Dresses

A few weeks ago, I went to see one of my favorite local musicians perform. (For those that have known me for a while, I recognize how shocking that one small statement may be. But for real, I left the house and did a social thing. Voluntarily. I know.)The problem was, I was also scheduled … Continue reading The Case for Running Skirts as Formal Wear

I happened to glance at the calendar today.One month. I have exactly one month before taking on my Spartan Trifecta.I think probably the best way to describe what I felt when that realization hit was massive heart-wrenching panic. Like, death panic. Like, dear Lord where is the unregister button panic? Like, how do I undo the … Continue reading It’s the Final Countdown

I was supposed to run 6 miles today. Mostly because that's the random mileage that someone else ran, so I felt peer pressured to do the same. Really, I probably should have run closer to 10, but forget that. It was after noon.In July.In Virginia.It's possible that I opted for a 15 minute-turned two hour nap … Continue reading Sometimes I Just Wave To My Limits

So, I talked to the boy today. The one that wasn't supposed to know that I hadn't been practicing my rope climb?Yeah, him.He lectured me.My two-weeks overdue so I had to have pitocin during two days of childbirth first born son lectured me.I listened.Then, in an effort to impress him and make amends, I decided … Continue reading Fingertip Push Ups…I Can Do Those

Don't tell the eldest son this, but I haven't practiced my rope climb in over a week. I've been a little distracted by play. It's summertime and I'm grown. I've earned playtime. (But for real, don't tell him.)After mowing today, guilt kicked in and the rope started calling to me (not very nicely, either), so … Continue reading The Reason for the Ladder