On the Run

When our puppy Millie whined at 6AM for her ritual outside time, I hoped hubby would hear and let her out.  He slept through it.  So I gave ...

To tell the truth, it isn’t that bad – not as bad as the Vietnam War or Cambodia, but at least as bad as those who use Brando’s (Actually, C...

Okay, now everybody has got to get in their nutty posts once in a while.   Mine was yesterday.  But behold, I believe today it’s coming on a...

I run to escape (partly).  That’s not necessarily a bad thing.  I escape the past, and I escape the anticipation of the future when I run tr...

With little time for a run this morning, I sat on the couch way, way too long before finally heading out the door for a quick run.  The skie...

I feel badly when I read blogs about runners who can’t motivate themselves to get out and run.  Though I cannot motivate myself to do MANY t...