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
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 ;)
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
In exactly one month, it will be my three-year wedding anniversary. But it's been only three years? Really? Why does it feel like Mr. Rafia and I have been married for longer? Is it because when I reflect on where I was before getting married, I cannot recognize who I was and who I have… Continue reading Trips back home, “holiday” eating, and back to life, back to lality.