Rare places

My travel adventure this past weekend was local, on foot, and painful: Sunday morning’s 8-mile trail run marks the first time, or at least the first time in a very long time, in which at least half the run was painful. It appears that I may have a stress fracture somewhere in my foot, so…

Getting Gunky

The Kielbasa Festival, a wedding in Milwaukee, then husband away in Germany for a week, my relay race in Kentucky, a 10 mile race in town, a 10k trail race a little bit out of town, then … a big climbing trip! What a crazy six weeks: a period during and after which I couldn’t…

I am a Summer

Rocks are warm, and friends are willing to climb them with me. Tomatoes are a-growing in the back yard. So are radishes, arugula, basil, thyme, oregano, rosemary, and parsley. Hopefully the peppers and squash will fruit up, soon. I can go for a run outside without fear of getting hurt on ice: I’m healthy and…

Careless rump parking

If your responsibilities, goals, guilts and general life are so complicated that you can easily lose sight of why you love to do certain things, maybe it’s time to shake things up. Or, at the very least, it’s time to get outside and climb. Last weekend I threw a few weekly agenda items out the…

Another end…

…to a great climbing trip. Due to the present reality of air travel, we got to spend an unexpected additional 20 hours in transit, and another $200 or so in hotel and meal expenses in Grand Junction, Colorado. Poo on the recession and airlines that are finally being intelligent about their expenditures. But yay for…

familiar and yet not so

Seven months ago I shelved my love of rock climbing, as well as my rock gym membership. I did so in the interest of shaking my life up a bit, and in the interest of making progress on one of my life goals: teach something. I signed up for a yoga teacher training course. Last…