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If you’re close to me, even if you don’t run Spartan races, you know this is hell on Earth and 2 feet.  I have talked about

The disease is so cunning.  It speaks in my own voice, knows my favorite songs and chuckles at my greatest fears.  It is the most patient

Feels awkward.  Embarrassing.  Embellished.  Self-centered.  Stupid.  Ego-centric.  But when someone reaches out to me in thanks; when someone reaches out to me in prayer; when someone

Is gross.  It feels gross, it looks gross, it is gross.  Especially when you don’t even realize how encased you are with its veil. I went

Being sober from food is tricky.  There are so many variations of what it looks like to be in recovery from an eating disorder, and those

As I mentioned in my previous blog, I enlisted some help for my A race in Tahoe.  For those that do not know, I am an

It appears that I am on the other side of the pendulum, the down side.  I know it is just for this moment, and it is

OY VEY, is pretty much all I can say about that, and perhaps a few F-bombs because if you know me, you know that my favorite

Recently I’ve re-engaged in the practice of writing an inventory on paper every day.  I used to do it at night as a reflective practice, then

We were with people last night that we hadn’t seen for a while, and after walking and talking to our destination, I half-jokingly said “well since