As Sick As My Secrets, Loving Kindness and Homecoming (2/2)

(...continued) I run past Cocoa Cinnamon on my right and smile when I see the Radical Healing campus.  I bring my hand to my lips and wave, my heart bursting with reverence and respect for my friend Dave and her vision.  I beam at the sweet white house with a giant pink triangle on the … Continue reading As Sick As My Secrets, Loving Kindness and Homecoming (2/2)

Hill Repeats and a Big Damned Bucket of Grief

It's an unusual training session that includes marathon pace work and then five 400m hill repeats.  Where the hell am I going to find a 400m hill?  I decide to run the marathon pace work on Duke track; my amped up anxiety and troubled sleep lately have made for some disappointing runs.  I need a … Continue reading Hill Repeats and a Big Damned Bucket of Grief