Grit with Grace

Rhythms in life feel familiar and welcomed. Newness awaits. 2017 was the year of Wonder(Full). It was intended to be full of wonder, full of busyness, and wonderful. And it lived up to its name.   In 2017, I ran a marathon, got published, taught a course, completed a year of doctoral work, survived a…

Running Season

Hundreds of miles. Dozens of loads of laundry. Hours of stretching and recovery. For me, running season ended two weeks ago. Hurrah! I finished this year in a galaxy far, far away with the Star Wars Half Marathon. After running the Light Side half marathon in Disneyland, I could not consider my season  complete without running with the…

Magic Shoes

I own magic shoes. They can’t take me home if I click them three times like Dorothy’s. They don’t have braces to straighten out my back, like Forrest’s. They don’t bring Princes searching for me, like Cinderella’s. My shoes are magic because they remind me of the power of small steps all added together. For…

Race Day!

I’m trying for a personal goal at my half marathon this morning. As this posts, I’m in the starting chute, stretched and ready to go. Often along the course, there will be little motivational posters set up to give the runners a boost. Here are some of my favorites: 1. Blisters are just Braille for awesome.…

Math and Rest

Don’t scoff. This math is fun! I started running a few years ago and registered for a half marathon because my friend, Tracy, can get me to do crazy things. I had never run before in my life. I always said I was saving up my run because we are each allotted a finite amount…

It’s Running Season

Don’t hate me feet. Or knees. Or hips. Or lungs for that matter! Why do I make these requests whilst wrapped in Kinesio tape and neoprene? Because it is officially running season. My first race of the season was last Saturday. I ran with my friend Olivia in her first ever 5K. It was a tough run.…

Mission Accomplished!

Sweaty. Spent. Sore. Accomplished! I completed the Disney Princess Half Marathon in the wee hours of Sunday. Here we can journey through the day together: Sarah, me and CariAnn bleary-eyed, but excited at 3 a.m. about to board the bus and head toward the starting line. We are dressed as Crush, Marlin and Dory from…