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?
My husband is a blogging widower. Despite our both working from home, we only see each other at meals and to coordinate kid transportation. Our schedules are offset by several hours. While he and the kids watch RAW or Smackdown (WWE), I’m usually writing, formatting a blog post, or taking an online class. When I… Continue reading Blogging Widower