My good friend texted this phrase this morning: “Life has been relentless this month.” Relentless. Do you feel that way? In the past two weeks, our family has had a health scare, a back injury, and two Covid exposures with all the resulting contingency plans. Nothing catastrophic, but I resonated with the word “relentless” when … Continue reading Really old graffiti.
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Holy Saturday
I went for another run today, even though all my runs in the last four weeks have been crappy. When I take off on my normal little route, I find myself getting tired quickly, slowing down at every incline, stopping and walking several times during a run that used to be easy. I continue to … Continue reading Holy Saturday