I've consciously limited the number of times I write about running, because it's usually the same story: "I was nervous, it was either too hot or too cold, but I did it." But I think this weekend's race merits a blog post of its own. Yesterday's 10K race marks one year of Rafia Officially Running! … Continue reading A year of running — and what it has taught me
Confidence is attractive, I've been told by Mr. Rafia several times, especially during the times when I feel particularly unconfident (don't give me that squiggly red line, Chrome! Meriam Webster says it's a word!). As soon as you reveal to others how unconfident you are, it leaves you vulnerable... and not in a good way. … Continue reading This week has been — and will most likely continue to be — a lesson in tawakkul
Who would have thought that today - February 3rd, just days after a polar vortex hit the Midwest, with wind chills at 45 degrees below zero FAHRENHEIT - would be a perfect day to run a race? It's going to be sunny and 51 degrees. The only reason I even signed up for the race … Continue reading Cows, zoomies, and cake – that’s all I need for my birfday!
I've written about the "gift" of insomnia before. I feel somewhat facetious in writing this, because honestly, being awake from 2:30 to 5:30 am this morning certainly did not feel like a gift. And yet, waking up this morning and writing in my journal as openheartedly as I did this morning was something that I … Continue reading On intuition and quasi-goals
Today is Day 5 of no caffeine. I feel a sense of loss particularly today. Saturday is the day that I look forward to drinking my chai. No anxiety about work on my mind. I have Monday to start worrying about that. No rushing. Not a single sound. It's like I have the whole house … Continue reading Breaking the Habit