I cried today. I don’t cry too often. And I’m not talking “oh my gosh, those people are so in love and I’m so happy for them and now they’re having a baby and a puppy and the puppy is running after the Budweiser horse because he loves him, and now they’re BFF’s forever *tear*”.… Continue reading Lou Gehrig: The Iron Horse. Dorothy Pietila: Grandma.
There once was this girl. She grew up in Upstate New York. In the country. On a small family farm. 30 minutes from everything “big”. But if they weren’t the next house down; she was only 10 minutes from everything and everybody that meant the most to her. Growing up she had many dreams. To… Continue reading The Story of Angus and Avocado.
(photo from Richmond Times Dispatch) Honestly, I don’t know how to start. I’ve always been better at writing my true emotional feelings than speaking them out loud. Sometimes I have luck. Other times I feel like my short words will flit off into space after they leave my mouth; emotions never to truly be known… Continue reading To Meg: SISU.
The greatly talked about Anthem Richmond Marathon is 3 days away! The city of Richmond shuts down for “America’s Friendliest Marathon”, and droves of people hang out on the roadsides to cheer on runners from all over the country and world. Last year was a record year, as we come 2 weeks after what was to… Continue reading When I Run.
I should be going for a run at this moment, but it’s raining and 60 degrees outside. Less than ideal. And 60 degrees is just plain COLD. (The former New Yorker in me is laughing with sarcastic rage.) So here I am. Starting a Blog-thing. I’ve been poked and prodded and threatened with a branding iron by… Continue reading Let me introduce myself. And the book of my city.