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

Most definitely my last post of 2018… I think ;)

Today is the last day of 2018. I don't know why I am making such a big deal. I always fall asleep before midnight anyway. But with the week that I have been having, I may actually be awake... but probably in the midst of making sense of that final paragraph, re-reading it at least… Continue reading Most definitely my last post of 2018… I think ;)

Ruminating on rumination

I had all four wisdom teeth taken out last Tuesday. The recovery period is longer than I would have hoped or even imagined. One thing I am really fighting against is my inclination towards self-diagnosing. I am a hypochondriac, self-diagnosed (LOL). Usually when I get sick, it's symptoms I've had before so I know what… Continue reading Ruminating on rumination

On Internalized Colourism

Colourism. It's a word my good friend used the other day. I'm not the hippest when it comes to 21st century nomenclature; but as a concept, it's something I'm very familiar with and have been a subject of. It's been on my mind this week, particularly today. When I was younger, I knew I was… Continue reading On Internalized Colourism

A little less cake, but a lot more cows (that are alive)!

Hello, hello, hello, my readers! There has been a change in my life that has to do with this blog, well, at least the title of this blog. And since I hate living two lives, I feel I must update whomever is reading to quell my conscience. While my love for cake I hope shall… Continue reading A little less cake, but a lot more cows (that are alive)!