Overdoing…the first time
My walking time in PT went from 5 min. to 10 min. when we decided to start training for the marathon. My walking at home… Read More »Overdoing…the first time
My walking time in PT went from 5 min. to 10 min. when we decided to start training for the marathon. My walking at home… Read More »Overdoing…the first time
I’ve gotten some interesting responses to my marathon proposal, some of them very worried, bless their excellent, loving hearts. I feel I owe some explanation.… Read More »Marathon — second thoughts
Dear [PT], Something crystalized in my mind, after reading the preface to a friend’s book. (On Kindle here.) I do well with having rather demanding… Read More »Letter to my PT – how about a marathon?
The grip of the last round of the Yucks started to break right after posting my last. I hate it when I have to go that far… Read More »Back in the saddle again
I’ve had my nose shoved up against a wall for two and a half weeks now. It’s very frustrating but it’s the nature of this… Read More »Frustration at the wall
I got the Sydney norovirus right before it hit the news. I’m recovering, but slowly; the persistent low-grade nausea is annoying — and worrisome. I… Read More »Pushing back on neuroplasticity
My darling host V got this year’s brutal tummy flu two nights ago. His daughter, L, and I jumped right on it. A couple gallons… Read More »In a house of flu
I’m working on a series of 3 novellas, a triptych: 1. Kronos in season: The growing-up of a primal god. 2. Hell — the bright… Read More »The point of mythology — and there is one
At the end of last year, I had the pleasure of writing exactly the kind of end-of-year post I’d always wanted to: Pleasant without being… Read More »Any such thing as "just another day"?
Chaos of terror and battering storms of emotionBashing the hull and ripping at the rigging —Can’t tell: is water pouring over outsideOr pouring in inside?So… Read More »Poem: From the silence