Meet another Mama K. We'll call her Mama K-2 She's the awesome one in the tribe that always knows exactly the right thing to say at exactly the right time. Things like "You don't plan for failure." when you're staring at a 170# on the rack and "We've got this!" when you're getting ready to… Continue reading Good Lessons Learned on a Bad Run
This morning's 9 mile run had me a little nervous. I haven't run 9 miles in forever so I wasn't sure how this was going to feel. Actually, I knew how it was going to feel- rough. But my main concern was that the weather channel called for low 20's temperatures and light wind. There… Continue reading The Long and Cold of It
There are two things in this world that make me so hungry my stomach turns inside out - swimming and church. Yesterday I did both. Not only did I battle church and swimming hunger, it was the day after an 8 mile run so I felt like my stomach was a wood chipper. Once… Continue reading My not so New Year’s Resolution
Goodbye 2016, it's been swell. Truly, it's been a great year. My favorite so far since starting adulthood, so I owe you a thank you. When I think back to where I was mentally and emotionally in January of 2016, I was just starting to paddle my way out of a riptide of anxiety and… Continue reading I Kept Running – 2016
Routine Setting: The living room Cast: Mama D- Playing herself Scene 1: Mama D walks tentatively, sheepishly on stage. Embarrassment clearly on her face. Monologue begins- Mama D: Uhh-hummm. (clears her throat. Addresses audience). Well, it’s sure been awhile hasn’t it? Since February to be exact. Yup, that’s 9 months. Wow. The gestation period for… Continue reading Mama D is BACK!
Growing pains, right? Getting faster, running longer, needing to see and feel progress...it's not supposed to be comfortable, I know that. Bad days hurt, but so do the good days. Why is that? I need frequent reminders that it's okay to hurt - for both the good and the bad. I need reminders that anything… Continue reading I think it’s supposed to hurt a little…
Amidst the stress and chaos of life I asked myself over a glass (okay 2 glasses) of bad Riesling tonight, "am I really doing this again?" Am I really running another marathon? As I get closer to emptying my glass I realize the question isn't "am I really doing this again?" The question is "why… Continue reading Am I really doing this again?