I woke up this morning in a crappy mood. Some of it was hormonal. A lot of it was just a lot of little stresses weighing me down. Nothing major, just general life annoyances plus the added stress of Christmas. I didn’t want to run. I ran 25 miles over the last three days (yes,…
Tag: Jones
Happy birthday to the #1 reason I run
11 years ago, my life changed in ways I never knew were possible. Jones’ entry into our lives was a much anticipated and wanted event, but Jones didn’t come alone. He brought along some baggage in the form of sleepless nights, breastfeeding difficulties, food allergies, and postpartum depression. It was a beautiful autumn, at least…
Round 1 done
Running and blogging have had to take a bit of a back seat this past week. I’ve been a little busy with other endeavors. Jones turned 8 today and I got to spend the better part of yesterday creating this masterpiece: In case you can’t tell, those are lightsabers from Star Wars. I’m neither a…
Not so wordless Wednesday: Jones
Two years ago, Jones started playing soccer. I bought his uniform HUGE, assuming he’d wear it for a few years and pass it down to Shoo. Even though he spent most of his first season running way behind the pack, he’s become quite the soccer player and the uniform has seen a lot of use….