Soccer, baseball, and golf cleats litter the mud room with dirt, grass, and turf pellets. My washing machine scrubs on overdrive. With soccer for one, baseball for the other and golf for all, the crazy time when all sports overlap with the last days of school is in full swing-pardon the pun. Keeping me sane …
“I can run to the end of the road,” I think, challenging myself. But each stride delivers a nagging throb in my calf screaming “stop!” “I can’t; need to keep going; push on”, I convince myself. Throughout the day, its aching presence reminds why I don’t like to run, but also how I push too …
Suddenly I was whirling; things and people were jumping out at me with every turn. “Focus on the horizon”, I silently thought amid incessant gyrations. “Get me off this ride” I thought, while clutching the safety bar. These feelings rushed back last week when I found myself on yet another roller coaster: one of emotions. Smack …
No one aspires to be in a hallway. “Have a great time in the hallway!” is not a common sentiment. But life happens in the hallways of life-on the way to where we are headed. Events may occur in these hallways changing our plans for better or worse. Let’s not overlook these intentional hallway moments. …
Looking up at the startled women around me, I cheerfully utter “I’m good” while quickly stumbling to my feet. During a warm-up jumping jack, I’ve fallen to the ground for no apparent reason. My knee hurts but I push on, realizing weeks later I’ve torn my ACL. My plan to be well in any scenario …