Chessie Trail Marathon 2022: Race Recap

“I’ll meet you at the cow!” This is one phrase you may not typically hear from your running partner during a marathon. But we did encounter quite a few of these majestic creatures during the race. They were mostly curious and/or unbothered by our presence.  The cow patties, on the other hand, were not soContinue reading “Chessie Trail Marathon 2022: Race Recap”

A Body in Motion Stays in Motion

Running through post-COVID symptoms and grief My current mantra. The law of inertia: a body in motion stays in motion, and a body at rest stays at rest until another force acts upon it.  These last few weeks have been extremely challenging. I’m now 12 weeks post-COVID and am still not back to normal. Sure,Continue reading “A Body in Motion Stays in Motion”

Saying Goodbye

We laid my father-in-law to rest on Saturday.  The visitation was Friday. When it was just family, I looked at all the flowers there, and when I saw a large, pink arrangement, I already knew before I read the card. It was from my sole sisters, the loving term my running friends and I haveContinue reading “Saying Goodbye”

October is National Physical Therapy Month!

How great of our local YMCA to recognize the amazing benefits of physical therapy! Oh, wait… they meant personal training.  I don’t know why I get my panties in a wad about the misuse of my profession’s abbreviation. Except that I do. That’s because there’s a big difference between a personal trainer and a physicalContinue reading “October is National Physical Therapy Month!”

At Peace

I wrote my father-in-law’s obituary yesterday. Yet another task I didn’t expect to do in my life, but another ritual after death that must be done, and done well. He passed away early Sunday morning, just after midnight, nearly a week since the morphine was started. His passing was as peaceful as we could haveContinue reading “At Peace”

Last words

“Don’t do that!” These will quite possibly be the last words my father in law will utter. As his caregiver and I changed him after a quite interesting morning, he was clearly not interested in the extreme rolling, wiping, and donning of an adult diaper that we were orchestrating. As we turned him to theContinue reading “Last words”

Transitioning

It’s a fancy word for dying. Why is it that we must make up elaborate words to describe horrible things in life? This is how I feel about this word: transitioning.  My father in law has been in hospice care, in his home, for several weeks now. As Parkinson’s makes its last ditch efforts toContinue reading “Transitioning”

Back to the 1950’s?

“All Longwood girls are loose and stupid!” my professor exclaimed on our first day of class. Did he know I was a Longwood girl? Surely not. And although my personal sex life was none of his business, I did make it my business to prove to him that I was, in fact, pretty smart. IContinue reading “Back to the 1950’s?”

North Street Press Club: Vegan Restaurant Review

While Farmville, Virginia may not be on anyone’s top 10 list of vegan friendly communities, it is the home of Longwood University and Hampden-Sydney College. With my older daughter at Longwood, I have found a few places with vegan options in town, the North Street Press Club being one example.  My younger daughter and IContinue reading “North Street Press Club: Vegan Restaurant Review”

Safe for All?

Activism is exhausting. Sometimes I feel like I keep making the same argument, with no one in leadership listening. In the latest debacle in my county, the school board, at the request of a handful of conservative religious grassroots organizations, has declared Safe Space stickers be removed from classrooms, deeming them political in nature andContinue reading “Safe for All?”