In the past two years, I’ve moved, worked through personal issues, my teenagers changed sports, and we adopted a dog. My weekly mileage plunged from high 40s to 10. Yes, 10 measly miles, and that’s an up week. Our new neighborhood is flatter, 25-30 minutes farther from my run group who I haven’t seen in… Continue reading My Fat Pants Don’t Fit; Am I Still a Runner?
Thought Ripples by Wendi 