Month: March 2019

It's the slog runs that are the important runs. That's what I try to tell myself on a miserable Monday morning, lacing up my shoes, running around my neighborhood yet again because the trails are iced over, because I don't have time to drive somewhere new. The easy runs, the simple runs, they're maintenance. It's… Continue reading Slog →

I originally set out on Sunday to write about returning to aerial — potentially with some line about not being able to practice for a while, and how getting back into the swing of things can feel like starting from the beginning again sometimes, but then my attempt to go on a run after class… Continue reading Scrape →