Haiku for the day
Cool spring morning rush
Ebullient boys on the stairs
Regret fills my heart
Cool spring morning rush
Ebullient boys on the stairs
Regret fills my heart
Sunday morning, summer’s end.Monday morning, school begins.Last day for carefree wisps of fun. Sunday evening,Stomach tightens, anticipating.A weekly ritual begun. Care to share…TwitterFacebookEmail
I mostly just want to post from my phone, but I do also want to keep track of my progress as I make my way back into the world of running. Sarah and I met Sunday morning for a 4-mile jog around Lady Bird Lake trail. It was good to run and run on the…
My 3M experience is forgettable. I’m happy for Sarah as she did fabulous. We rarely had a training run where both of us felt good. http://familycareintl.org/blog/1970/01/01/buy-levitra-online-no-prescription/ One week, I’d be feeling superb while Sarah struggled. The next week I was whining (as usual) while Sarah was strong. It didn’t matter the distance or terrain. It…
It’s the last day of National Poetry Month, and the wind has been howling here in Boulder for three days. It’s been an obnoxious wind making me wonder if it’s worth it to live here. In honor of the wind and National Poetry Month, I’ll share a draft of a poem I wrote on a…
“O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. buy propecia now She is the fairies’ midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Over men’s noses as they lie asleep; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut Made…
I have a new job. I haven’t run much.My new job is full-time.My achy running knees have been bothering me.It’s all an adjustment.I ran a whopping 5-mile long run Sunday morning.Is it okay to mention I’m scared of 7th graders?Elijah rode his bike with me on my run.My kids will ride the bus to and…