Cold water, warm smiles

This is part two of a two part series. The first part was about trusting the process. This is about how volunteering to teach kids to swim taught me to trust the process. Come get me, the girl with the pink swimcap said through her outstretched arms and warm smile. I waited, watching her rainbow-beaded…

Trusting the process

This is part one of a two part series. Today’s piece deals with trust. Part two will be about my experience as a volunteer at a local swimming camp. It was nine-plus hours of white-knuckle driving at its finest. I went to West Virginia to gather the few last things we wanted from our old…

Like vs. want: Getting back into fitness

Recommended reading/podcast: Mom is in Control School has started. And for me, that means spending most of my day by myself, doing whatever needs to get done until the kids get home and I have to start working. Back when Mountain Kid 3 was three or so, I would spend that time working out, and…

Insights from adult talk

After a long work day of crashing servers and losing important progress, I headed out of the house, with a beer in my pocket and Mountain Papa by my side. We navigated through the dark, up a staircase and across a little bridge. Then we went back down the stairs. He occasionally looked back as…

In the end …

As I began my work day, a notice flashed on the screen: “Linkin Park singer dead, Los Angeles coroner says.” To be honest, I didn’t know Chester Bennington’s name until today. I just knew him as the Linkin Park singer. I knew how much I admire his vocal ability. The raw emotion that flowed out…

Wonder Women — redux

Blogger’s note: I was asked to revise my Wonder Women column after I saw the film. I cleaned the text up and added a bit. Steve Trevor is just as much of a hero as Diana. So, really everyone can be a superhero. The movie is a great film. I really encourage people to see…

My Wonder Women

As a child, my Wonder Woman didn’t wear a swimsuit. She didn’t have an invisible jet, Lasso of Truth or bracelets that deflected bullets. My mom had collected about 10 or so comics during her youth. In those pages was my Wonder Woman. She had lost her powers and wore Mod, a clothing style popular…

My daughter, Moana and myself

“There comes a day/When you’re gonna look around/And realize happiness is/Where you are.” — “Where You Are,” from the movie Moana LOW TIDE, ATLANTIC OCEAN, OUTER BANKS, N.C. — From a small hill on the sand, I saw her — Mountain Kid 1. Her wind-blown hair resting gently on her shoulders as she looked down….

Running? Mtn mama?

Spring usually notes change. Here in Appalachia, the race season begins. People start shedding their winter cabin fever for happy moments in the sunshine. The snow is replaced with green and blooming flowers. This year I have noticed that I’ve been drifting away from being a running Mountain Mama. I do more than run. I…

Embracing time

This week I don’t have a training plan. I just work out when I can and try to eat mindfully. Some days are better than others. But this week is about trusting the process, trusting time to heal wounds and open my spirit to the possibilities. This week marks the anniversary of when we adopted…

For Dad: Labor Day miles challenge

Labor Day weekend is one of my favorite three-day holidays. As a kid, it would mark the start to the school year. It was a nice, much needed break from everything before the Thanksgiving and Christmas season fell upon us. But I like it mostly because some years it would fall on my dad’s birthday….

Fog and refocusing

The fog rolls in, Into my mind, making decisions hard. It clouds reality, makes easy tasks impossible. — I have been dealing with a virus for several weeks now. While my co-workers have a nagging cough and feel crappy, I have a constantly runny nose and feel crappy. This crapiness seems to be compounded by…