The Glass Slipper Challenge

It was a chilly Florida morning at 3 am when I awoke for the Enchanted 10K. My friend Sara would be running with me both days – my teammate in it for the long haul. We huddled with 10,000 of our new friends, and oodles of mylar space-blankets, waiting for the release. We overcompensated for…

Monochromatic Pride

One of my little friends colored a picture for me last week. She labored on it with diligence and focus, using the one marker currently available to her. She laid on the floor for steadiness, stayed within the lines, went over the desires sections again and again until, in her eyes, it was perfect. She…

The Hanging of a Milestone

I’m proud of my hanger. Not just for functioning to keep clothes off of my floor or preventing wrinkles from setting in. I’m proud of my hanger for changing my life. This ordinary looking hanger changed my life. It was far more than plastic and convenient anti-slip notches. For me, it represented a milestone that…

Running and Asceticism

I’ve never experience the runner’s high, endorphine-flooded, goofy-this-feels-like-walking-only-faster-I-could-run-forever state of being. I feel every foot-pouding step, every muscle contraction, every oxygen-drenched breath when I run. I run for two reasons: 1. The sense of accomplishment is addicting. 2. To tell myself, “no.” When I completed my first 5K, I was totally pumped. Not by runner’s…

Everest Challenge

“I’m just going to do an easy mile and a half tonight to get ready for the race.” Yes, that string of words escaped my mouth last week and I never thought I would be able to say them. I spent decades avoiding the run with the following misguided logic, “We are finite creatures. Therefore,…