Alright, I admit to borrowing the bio line for Tobia Menzies Twitter account. It suited what happened this week and the past five months. In grief, sometimes you forget to breathe. It's like once the person you love stops breathing, you forget you're still alive and must continue breathing. For nearly five months, my brother … Continue reading And Breathe
What's happened to me? In two words, I am alive In another two, maybe four, words, I had the stomach flu. Whatever your imagination just told you, I can assure you it's correct and hellish. I like chicken soup in small quantities and Gatorade even less. I subsisted on both of them in the next-to-last week … Continue reading Emptied Out And In Full Swing
I have some mugs that go with my dish set, and these can hold 355 ml, or 12 fl oz for Americans. The green mug over here holds a touch more, but I notice it comes out if heavy duty work needs caffeine. My plans yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before … Continue reading Tap-Dancing Gremlins On My Chest, and A Week 2 Hiccup
The sage advice series I put together last week to experiment with the sticky-post widget on WordPress. Good thing too as I am at home sick with pneumonia since October 20th. After a week of antibiotics, I have two puffers to open up my airways. Trust me, people take breathing for granted until they have trouble … Continue reading Midweek Geekiness: Hobbits, and Heroes, and At-Home-Sick Oh My!
June 28th was the last time I sat down to write something. Over the last three months my patience felt tested with this injury. I had to pull out of the 10, 10, and 5 event not sure if walking 10 K would aggravate the injury. Even my doctor wondered if I have a herniated … Continue reading After the Hiatus
A further sign of health is that we don't become undone by fear and trembling, but we take it as a message that it's time to stop struggling and look directly at what's threatening us --Pema Chodron, The Places that Scare You. Monday, day 5 of this back injury, I decided to go for an … Continue reading Slowly, But Surely
Let's begin with the end in mind. I crossed the finish line, let out a big whoop, and hugged a former clinic participant who crossed the line before me. It was her first timed race, and her enthusiasm spread to me. It's more than just a time. I crossed that line and felt like I … Continue reading Trek for Tourette’s Race Recap