Running In The River Not Running

I just remembered I did not post a Work Release post for June. I’ll just have to let it go. Not that I haven’t been working, of course. I’ll give you instead some things I’ve been working on this week. This is part of a mural near the farmer’s market in Mercyburg. I remember when…

Today’s Wellness Brought To You By The Number Eight

I go on and on about how wellness is work. It doesn’t just happen. We have to work at it. And we’re never done. We never arrive at wellness. We practice it, or more to the point, we practice its maintenance. This morning’s work was not a run. The work was getting myself out the…

Making It Up To Me

May is the month I make the switch from evening runs to early morning runs. Mercyburg bakes, steams, and fries all my tender tissues from June to October. Running in the morning is my primary method of management. Last week I made my only self-portraits attempts immediately after my morning runs, while my light-up armbands…

This Frag Has Been Offered Severance

I’m very close to the end of the surplus frags, y’all. I’ve got one more after this and then you’ll be lucky to see more than one per week. It required perseverance to get through them all. No, that feels like a lie. I like the word by definition but my brain hears the severe…

This Again

I’m trying to remember how long it’s been since I ran a 5k race. Two years? Three years? I covered the distance with my neighbor a week ago but I haven’t run a bonafide race in years; two or three now. I think it’s three years. Well, it was three years. Now it’s two hours…

None Of The Guys

A neighbor invited The Chef and I to run with him yesterday. An easy 5k around the neighborhood. We’ve never run together before, the three of us. It was warm enough to wear shorts and sweat. We kept a conversational pace; only checked watches for distance measurements rather than time. The neighbor is working toward…

Penny The Prompter

I went for a run last night. I found a wrench and a penny from 1995. I decided to leave the wrench where I found it, right outside a dwelling near the driveway. It was an open-ended wrench and well used. Rosie the Riveter died on Saturday. I don’t want the surviving generations of Rosies…

Dead of Winter Woo

I believe I mentioned that I lost my early morning gym partner to injury first and then scheduling, so I’m back my roots for a while; running and yoga. Less time in the gym means more time on the road, weather permitting. Long-time readers of mine have heard it many times. Other than a prohibitive…

Frog Legs and Yeti Teeth, Side of Peaches

I end the blogging year with my final objects found on the run. I found a lot of cool stuff this year while running. This also concludes the running year. I ran a lot of cool miles this year while treasure-finding. The Chef and I waited for the high temperature of the day, which occurred…

All Is Bright But Probably Not Silent

Continuing my series on notable items found on the ground while running, I have news. In November I found the usual pennies and a red push-up bra. The bra was too small (and gross after playing in traffic) to be of use to me. The pennies were not. This is the third piece of underwear…

Running With Condiments

As mentioned yesterday, I finally felt something close to missing running. I don’t miss training. I don’t miss competing. I don’t miss spending crap-tons of money on the sport. But I did/do miss the physical sensation of running. So I went. The Chef went with me. We ran simply for the fun of it. For…

I Suck At This Because I Can

Two weeks ago I got to report that I returned to hiking after many moons of healing the terminal knee injury. That was a big deal. Brace yourselves. I have more news. I did a little running this weekend. It was just a smidge and completely unplanned. It was a shuffle, at best. Easy. Gentle….