Hill Repeats, Friendship and the Pain of Parting

I figured I'd struggle to hold it together when I had to say goodbye to Trow.  My training partner, a fighter pilot, deployed to Saudi Arabia shortly after I returned from Boston.  I was still recovering and we went for one last run on a weekday morning.  We met really early at the Carolina North … Continue reading Hill Repeats, Friendship and the Pain of Parting

The Allure and Danger of Following; Finally, I Danced

I’ve barely danced since my wedding.  When my spouse came back from deployment I found this salsa night I really wanted to go to.  I asked over and over again, couldn't we go salsa dancing?  He never would--though he'd later leave while I was sleeping to dance at Legends.  I don't care so much about … Continue reading The Allure and Danger of Following; Finally, I Danced

Fifteen Miles and Being Reminded Of My Strength

I wake when the alarm goes off at 6 am.  This time I don't struggle to get out of bed.  It is Saturday and I have a training partner meeting me in an hour; the promise of a long run with companionship lets my morning grief recede.  I prepare quietly, pulling on warm clothes and … Continue reading Fifteen Miles and Being Reminded Of My Strength