Running with strangers

Running with strangers

Dear Complete Stranger Walking In My Neighborhood, Hey, there, Douchebag. I have news for you: I heard you. I heard you the first time you yelled at me while I was running with my back toward you — you know that moment, the one that earned you a glance, which immediately frustrated me once I … Read More

Running with my muse

Running with my muse

I’ve pounded this pavement countless times before, running more miles than I could possibly remember. Through depression and heartache. Through moments of elation. Fear. Struggles. Hope. And everything in-between. I left skin, blood, and sweat on that road. It’s where I stumbled upon concussions 2 and 3. I crunched through snow. Reveled in the rain. Felt … Read More

Boxed adventures

Anybody who knows me knows one thing well: I love food. I mean, I’m obsessed with it. Yet oddly enough, I’m a vegetarian. This was a choice I made after watching my dad suffer through three open heart surgeries starting at the age of 38 until he passed away from a heart attack at 62. … Read More