Rosalie’s gold
I met Rosalie about 15 years ago, when she put me up for my dad’s second wedding. I fell in love with her on sight,… Read More »Rosalie’s gold
I met Rosalie about 15 years ago, when she put me up for my dad’s second wedding. I fell in love with her on sight,… Read More »Rosalie’s gold
Intermittently, this page is getting redirected (the Back button usually takes you back to this blog) and Google is becoming more and more problematic. It’s like their… Read More »Moving is hard anyway
Sooner or later, it all comes back to breathing. Without adequate breath, obviously, nothing else matters. As a sometime ER nurse and continuing asthmatic, I’m… Read More »Breathing
Sooner or later, deep and chronic illness (like, oh, let’s take an example at random, CRPS) will bring you face-to-face with your worst demons. It’s only… Read More »The wall, redux — with demons on the side
There’s an impressive clinical word for “feeling yucky” — it’s “dysphoria.” It’s literally the opposite of “euphoria.” One of these people is Dysphoric and one… Read More »Need more than "Dysphoria"
Who the hell would bomb a marathon? The shock and fury make my eyes hot and narrow. Second thought: what a way to go –… Read More »Marathoning, murder, and masses
Recovering from: – the logistical hell of last week, – seriously overdoing my training, – and a phenomenally complicated iteration of the well-worn drive North…… Read More »Slow reboot
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
Yesterday I did 10 minutes on the treadmill. Today, I walked almost a full mile of this hill in 18 minutes and 16 seconds —… Read More »Unexpected adventures with the rent
I saw my counselor this morning and told her I was thinking of running the marathon. She waited for me to go on, then said,… Read More »Putting together the team