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
One of the most beautiful things in life is proving -- not others -- but yourself wrong. I guess you could say I've done this before, in tiny spurts, but something feels different now. Are these the post-Hajj blessings? Perhaps. It's not in spiritual matters, so I can't know for sure. Although, that doesn't mean… Continue reading Becoming whom I never thought I could be
Tomorrow, I will be running my second official 5K of the year. I wasn't planning on doing another race until September (with Ramadan and then summer coming up). But when I saw that there is a race called "Running with the Cows" (unfortunately in Kansas City, where I do not live, but where Mr. Rafia… Continue reading Running with the Cows (in my head… for now)
I was nervous. I hadn't even exercised in the past three weeks. I was sick for two of them and busy and/or recovering for one. But I had signed up (and paid!) for it weeks in advance, so I really had no choice. I was going to run jog this 5K whether I was ready… Continue reading I did it! My second 5K and I’m still alive!