Bly Hill

Bly Hill

If I close my eyes, I can see myself at the end of our driveway. It is just before dusk. We are stretching our legs, getting ready. The sky is tinged with pink as the sun sinks behind the trees. The air is still. As we turn east to jog down the hill I can hear the...
Training for Results

Training for Results

Last week, my two oldest daughters started school. I am adjusting to a new schedule, new routines. One goal I have personally this fall is to train for a half marathon. This summer, I ran sporadically. As a result, I am not as prepared as I would like to be to run...
Bly Hill

Running Together

At the starting line of Sunday’s half marathon in Des Moines, I waited for the race to begin. As I started to run, I reached to tap the timer on my watch… the screen went blank. Dead battery. For a few minutes, I obsessed over the frustration of not being...
Time To Celebrate

Time To Celebrate

By the time you read this blog post, I hope to be celebrating the successful completion of the IMT Des Moines Half Marathon with my friend Angie Chaplin, in support of Team Thomas. But there’s another reason to celebrate. This is the 100th blog post for...
The Hill

The Hill

If I close my eyes, I can see myself at the end of our driveway. It is just before dusk. We are stretching our legs, getting ready. The sky is tinged with pink as the sun sinks behind the trees. The air is still. As we turn east to jog down the hill I can hear the...