The First Mile

Saturday morning, I went on my first run with my ten-miler training group. I walked up to the track at 7:55am bundled up against the 27 degree weather and waited for instructions. I often think new things will be harder to do than they actually are. On Friday night I almost psyched myself out to …

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Gluttony

I’m a glutton for books.   I have to keep myself from going to the library every week because I snatch books off the shelves and pack them in my arms until they are overflowing—not unlike a kid with her first birthday cake smeared across her face, arms, and hair.   I walk out in … Continue reading Gluttony