A year of running — and what it has taught me

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

Speaking truth to power never has and never will be easy

I've long held the stance that there's a certain prototype of a Muslim you need to emulate, living in the West, if you come to prominence (whether it is actively sought or is a by-product of the work that you do). I don't want to add on to the false conceptualization of the "clash of… Continue reading Speaking truth to power never has and never will be easy

This week has been — and will most likely continue to be — a lesson in tawakkul

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

Cows, zoomies, and cake – that’s all I need for my birfday!

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!

On intuition and quasi-goals

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