Stepping in dog poo

Writer’s note: This is semi-running related, it’s about the power of dog poo and my littlest Mountain Kid. The leaves were brown and a little soggy from the recent snow. I stepped in to get a piece of wood I cut off for a construction project (putting a wall around an undersized window) and started…

Marathon training: Week ??

It’s July 4th, Independence Day. I have a 7 mile long run to get in today, but it’s been raining and I’m watching my kids. I can’t leave them alone, even though they’ve proved capable of taking care of themselves, sometimes. We just did three 5k in three days. And we’re now trying to cram…

It works out in the end

“I can’t believe I left my costume in the car,” my daughter said between sobs as we speed walked across the bridge that leads to the main land and a bus stop. “It will be OK,” I said trying to reassure the 9-year-old who was adjusting to life at a new school. “No it won’t,”…

Celebration run

I didn’t spend a lot of time in the hospital or doctor’s office as an child or adult. Then I had kids. It seems like almost once a month, someone has something that needs medical care beyond my chicken noodle soup. This past week, I received a call from school to pick up Mountain Kid…

Finding a happy place

Song of the post: “Demons,” Imagine Dragons The news came over over the police scanner. A funnel cloud was sighted in the county, everyone was encouraged to take cover and brace for a tornado. My kids heard the news on their way to pick me up from work so I could use the car to go…

Privacy, please … Maybe

“Come on, leave your mother alone.” “I’m using the bathroom, I don’t need your help, dog.” “Can I have some privacy?” Not even the bathroom is safe in my house. I’m an introvert by nature, and sometimes I just need some space. I often found peace while I used the restroom for baths, extended potty/Facebook…

Race recap: Run for It 5K

Songs: “Brave,” by Sara Bareilles; “Rusty Cage,” by Johnny Cash DAVIS, W.Va. — After going to bed at two in the morning, I was roused from my sleep a few hours later by a thought. Will I race this morning? As a runner, I value a good night’s sleep before a race. Heck, I value…

The experiment, week 1 review

My kids are crazy. It seems like almost every minute or so, there is some fight or crying that has to be taken care of. Most of the time, they pretend to get along, but those other times … well, they’re no fun for anyone. So I decided to take my kids running before school….

Eight years

This week, my oldest child, my only daughter. Is turning eight. I remember her birth well, after all it was my first. She set the bar by which her siblings are measured. My least favorite part was being told to hold her in while in the process of pushing her out because my doctor had…

How I’ve been spending my summer

Life has been busy. There’s been running, crying, yelling … a little bit of everything. Here are some pictures of what I’ve been up to. I hope to write more after I run the Race for the Gold metric marathon in a few weeks. I ran in Coopers Rock State Forest and found Ravens Rock….

Sights and sounds from Queen City Marathon

CUMBERLAND, Md. — She paced to the top of the bridge, hunched over in a dirty, once white comforter. As she reached the end of the railing, the woman with straight brown hair kisses the steel and concrete twice before turning around going back down the bridge. My eyes kinda met hers, all I saw…

Why running is magic

When I describe how a newspaper gets put together or how bread rises, I usually give some drawn-out explanation. When I can tell the listener doesn’t understand or stopped caring I end with “and it work’s just like magic.” And usually that person snaps back to reality. I could go into a scientific explanation of…