Mindful Running

Sometimes, as I’m thundering along, trying not to hear the sound of my feet slapping the gravel or my lungs sucking desperately for air, I happen to move outside my mind for the briefest moment and those are the moments when I’m dazzled. Today, the rising sun slanted like the […]

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Digging Deeper

  When I was a girl, my siblings and I spent time each summer with our grandparents. Grandma used to give my sister, cousin and me perms in her kitchen. The green box promised NO AMMONIA SMELL, which is how I learned early on that beauty products lie. It’s also […]


Fall Falls in Rome

Saturdays are for longer miles, and the weather this weekend made it possible to feel like I could run for miles. The sun warmed my skin when the breeze wasn’t cooling it. Along a portion of the river trail, I ran the length of the Coosa Valley Fair. I smelled […]

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Deep Roots

  Just after I moved to Tulsa, the city celebrated its centennial. Since I had grown up the Ohio Valley, near Fort Pitt, I remember thinking that was pretty cute. Pittsburgh’s history dates back to before the Revolutionary War. Some sweet little pioneer town having a big blow out over […]


Have Tos and Get Tos

I start my runs most days at the trail head for a cross country spur that winds along the spine of a mile-long campus. One of the most unexpected joys of campus life is the delightful cacophony of activity. It reminds me of what I have to do and what […]


Jen in Rome: A Month-Long Tour 1

My friend Diana’s post flickered past my awareness. I’ve been “too busy” to read blogs from my talented friends lately. But something about the photo, or the phrasing, something tickled the periphery and I stopped, for once, the incessant scrolling. She’s challenging herself to 31 days of posts this month. […]


Running Makes Everything Better

In 2010, I laced up some old running shoes to see if I could manage to run 3 miles with The Dog. My first book recounts the story of how I started doing this to prevent The Dog from depositing his detritus under my sewing table, where I had spent […]


A Mile is a Mile 2

My sister called me this morning, and when she asked me how I was I ran into my room and started to cry. I hid in the bathroom a little while after we spoke, because moving Okies to Georgia is fraught in all the usual ways and I didn’t want […]


Just Trying to Get There

Last week, my longest-term running partner and I were slogging through eight soppy  miles. The cloud cover did little to assuage the moisture-heavy air. A slight breeze only swirled up the heat around us. We stopped at a shady spot to refill our water when we spotted them. Two gorgeous young women […]


Spanning Interruptions

  Just before a contraction began, our doula Kathy arrived. She sat with me through the crest and then asked me what time I noticed the beginning of labor pains. “Around 10 pm I felt something but I went to bed,” I began. “I didn’t want to get excited over nothing. […]