Inner Critics Are My Own Worst Enemies

The good news: my heart is perfectly normal. The bad news: my heart is perfectly normal. Ok, that’s a really flippant, inappropriate answer totally mocking the good fortune of a healthy cardiac system. My sincere apologies to anyone suffering from a horrible heart condition. What renders these results frustrating is that, once again, I’m nowhere closer to… Continue reading Inner Critics Are My Own Worst Enemies

How Running Can Help with Blogger’s Block

Yesterday, I was walking with a friend I hadn’t seen in a while. She’s also a writer, and we were catching up with each other’s word-based life while circling around Austin’s Lady Bird Lake on a gloriously cool spring morning. We laughed sheepishly over a common failure–for the last month, we’d both been AWOL from our… Continue reading How Running Can Help with Blogger’s Block

An Introvert’s Guide to Escaping the Dreaded Partner Workout

The coach rasped out the evening’s workout: “We’ve got 6 x 400s tonight. Find a partner your pace….” The rest faded into oblivion as those three terrifying words ricocheted around my brain, building into a roaring crescendo. FIND. A. PARTNER.  Oh, hell no. Not tonight. Not on an evening when I was lucky to have made it to… Continue reading An Introvert’s Guide to Escaping the Dreaded Partner Workout

Is Depression the Cause or Result?

If timing and title has you wondering whether this is another political sob fest to avoid, be not afraid. Proceed to read. Unless, of course, you’re avoiding exercise-related sob fests. Which this will be. See, I’m not working out much because I’m tired as hell and it wears me out to run. And the other day, I… Continue reading Is Depression the Cause or Result?

Decluttering My Closet to Accept My Body

This morning, I accepted the body I have. And that’s not a small thing. I’ve been reading The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo (as have millions of other people; this organizational self-help guide has been on the New York Times best seller list for 71 weeks and counting). I picked the book… Continue reading Decluttering My Closet to Accept My Body

What Vacation Taught Me about Real Life

We watched the sun sink down through the pink- and orange-tinged clouds, our hands clasped, until it finally dipped below the horizon. Whether I said it out loud or not, my mind automatically supplied Holly Hunter’s line from Raising Arizona: “That was beautiful, H.I.” My entire being felt at peace, still, relaxed, refreshed…the kind of perfect… Continue reading What Vacation Taught Me about Real Life