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Some days I’m clawing for worth. I mope around, looking under the couch for Charlie’s stuffed Bee while he whines behind me. Suddenly, I’m pining for the self I wanted to be when I was seven. The seven-year-old me wanted to be known, to have some measure of my value etched upon the world like [...]
This is how much I love my running homies. Below are my best tips to successfully run 13.1. Actually, the advice will work for any middle distance if you tweak the mile increments accordingly. Here is ten years of running expertise bulleted in Microsoft Word, just for YOU. Drum roll… No need to go crazy on [...]
After a few more weeks of pure baby devotion, I slowly went back to running. Once I could rest, I saw that I wasn’t completely starting over. My legs felt sore, but my lungs hung in pretty well. I sputtered along as Emily’s half-hearted, second-rate running partner though our schedules were different now. Emily needed [...]
I signed up for my first 5k because I wanted Kim Zmeskal’s autograph. (It was the Edmond Classic– do they still have that one?) I walked most of the course, and afterward I felt like someone shoved six Valium down my throat before dropping an anvil on my chest. I hadn’t really trained because I [...]
Merry Christmas From The Hawkins Family First of all… This is a late, cheap, unoriginal Christmas E-Card. Please consider it the heartfelt gesture of love I truly intended to post a few days ago… I love you all dearly and have had more fun this year blogging than you can imagine. And for the clarification… [...]
Today I made our second grocery store trip of the pay period. Its the trip I detest because we are already out of everything, but can only buy the essentials without busting up our budget. I felt Dave Ramsey perched on my shoulder like Blackbeard’s parrot eyeing my every selection. “Cubed cheese?,” he chided. “CUBED [...]
Welp, my site got an overhaul. Thanks to the talent of a borrowed Mac Notebook you will now spend the first moment on “Tales from the Running Mama” hoping I remembered to Lysol the high chair tray. At least its a diversion from counting the spider veins on my thigh which is what I spend [...]
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