I am a runner. And by that I mean I ran once, today, for the first time in over a year. And I am rusty. Real rusty. I can count on my fingers the number of runs I've taken in the past few years and today was especially painful/awesome. In an effort to take care … Continue reading I am a runner.
There's nothing like a few hard years to take some glimmer out of your eyes. I'm at the "catch myself in a mirror and not recognize me" stage and I'm ready to recover a bit of what I left behind. I have been waiting for some emotional energy to put toward it and I am … Continue reading Take Care