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Tiny Fix
It’s always the small things. I tried for a long time to avoid the label “runner,” and all its required nonsense: magazine subscriptions, goofy shorts, goofier gear belts, eating fuel instead of food,...
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Home
She’s home. I missed her. I subsisted for a week on her meager rations. Texts that came early in the morning, or later than I expected. “Hi mom!!!!” “Luv u!!!” “gtg” She came home, lugging her...
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Not Ready Yet
It is as hard to explain how hot 106 degrees is as it is to explain string theory. From my perch on the chaise at the neighborhood pool, the air rippling with soul cracking heat, the Sunday evening...
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Quick to Listen
I love me my twitter and Facebook. I like being able to reconnect with old friends and to forge new and very real relationships with fascinating people. I have met and had enlightening dialogue with...
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Deny the Lie
I can still hear the words as if they were just spoken. “You’re a whale,” he said. A precision weapon, his words made a direct hit. I was maybe 10. I had already begun to feel the weight of my...
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Why I Run: Brenna Kate’s Story
People ask me why I run. Especially since I started doing half marathons. After all, they reason, who in her right mind would choose to run 13.1 miles straight? My answer is simple. I run because I...
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The A La Carte Bible
I had this really powerful point. I could barely restrain my eagerness to share my Very Good Point. It was going to shatter illusions, drop scales from the eyes of the masses, alter millions of lives...
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One Year, One Word
Road trips are not good times to make decisions. When I make road trip decisions, it’s usually the kind of dark that would make taking out the trash scary. There are giant 18-wheelers hurtling by our...
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What We Talk About When We Talk About Weight
credit: Fybrid Sophomore year in high school, I ate a Suzy Q and a Diet Coke for lunch nearly every day. Then my mother and I started going to Weight Watchers, where I learned to pack a lunch and drink...
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March(ing) with Intent
Because I’m all about being intent and intentional, my monthly One Word Update is late. I was celebrating all weekend, being intent with my time. The old home remodling project statement is true: when...
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What To Do When You Can’t See Spring
Most of us are in the cruel, cold grip of winter. Snow days stopped being fun a million years ago. We’re cooped up, dried out, and craving the warmth of spring. Or even just for our fingers to warm up...
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We sat around a table at Panera, slurping soup at munching over-priced lettuce leaves. We had an hour before the next game in a soccer tournament. These things are never scheduled in any kind of...
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Ever since my neighbor asked me, at the end of a five mile run, when my baby was due, I’ve been ever so slightly more self conscious about the weight strapped around my middle. I’m in training for my...
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A Mile is a Mile
My sister called me this morning, and when she asked me how I was I ran into my room and started to cry. I hid in the bathroom a little while after we spoke, because moving Okies to Georgia is fraught...
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From Whence We Come
The Dog on Tiger Trail I don’t usually run on Fridays, but the weather was so fine I just had to do something, so I took The Dog for a walk on campus. We wandered up the green trail into the woods...
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Growth, Invisible
A few months ago, I had a plant disaster which I thought might be the end of all my meager horticultural pursuits. But, yesterday, in a twist I nearly didn’t notice, I saw a tiny, plant-based miracle....
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