By the Lake

I am running the hilly, winding, mostly empty highway. I can see the lake and the mountains and the sun rising and it looks like a desert painting. But it’s not a painting; I can feel my body moving, hitting the pavement, sweating, elevated breathing, and it’s real. I feel strong. In that moment I…

Run

Favorite sports bra: pink and orange flowers, blue and green leaves, black and white stripes, and a cell phone pocket Grey spandex shorts, perfect running socks High ponytail Wireless headphones and music my brother told me to run to Soaking up the sun, Hoka’s landing in the grass Garmin watch and tan lines Fueled by…

Muscle Memory

Panic run. Panic purge. I didn’t purge. A skip, B skip, C skip. Backwards skip. Carioca, bounding, toe walk, heel walk. Things my brain remembered. We used to do these drills barefoot in the grass in college. It was my favorite part of practice. It felt like flying and freedom and fun. I was trying…