Tag: blogger
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My Faith Crisis and How the Universe Stepped In
While I was prepping this post, I was surprised that more people weren’t willing to discuss religion. I heard from a few of you and I understand where you come from. I see both sides of it, but like I’ve told a friend, for reasons I won’t discuss here once you have seen what the…
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Atacama Extreme 100: Part Two
At pre-race check-in, the race director did a short slide show and showed us the unassuming dune. I thought, “I totally got this. I’ve ran 50k on the beach. I’ll be just fine.” Have you ever found yourself saying that last sentence? Those are some gloating words. Sometimes we come into a race overconfident. Sometimes…
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Today is a Good Day
I’m not having an Ice Cube kind of day, but you know what I’m getting at. I apologize if you have already read this on FB, but for those of you who are not my “friends,” here I have some lovely news I had to share. I woke up with a low-grade fever that somehow…
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A Partial Tale of Two Valleys: Part 2
Happy Friday everyone! Welcome to Part 2. I grew up with no religious background. My father was raised Roman Catholic and referred to God as “The Man upstairs.” My mother believed in God but said it didn’t matter if we went to church or not. “If you are a good person, you don’t need to…
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A Partial Tale of Two Valleys: Part 1
The title of this post reflects the small town I moved from and the small town I moved to. They both were located in the valley. With the exception of starting my life in Huntington Beach, CA, and one year in Carson City, NV, by three years of age, my parents decided they didn’t want…
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But Are You Happy?
April 5, 2008 The weather was perfect. No stomach issues. No cramping. There was nothing but blue skies and a tail wind. Could it get any better than this? The adrenaline that coursed through my veins was unlike anything I had yet experienced. Me and the Universe were vibin’ on all the cylinders. I had…
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Red Light, Green Light: A Metaphor
All the Small Things Have you thought about how much time you spend angry? I’d rather not count the hours awake or asleep. As a teen I would sometimes wake up with with frown lines and a sore jaw after a night of teeth grinding. After many years, you learn a think or two about…
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Memoir Writing
Memoir What I’m sure you have questions, like wondering if you should start at your birth and inch your way up? You can do this for the sake of your timeline/outline, but I have yet to come across a memoir that begins with something to the effect of, “I arrived in this world at 6pm…
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Journaling
Journaling Those Moments We publish this life of ours as we tell FB, “What’s on your mind”? Memes and quotes exchanged on our social networks give us a strong readership in the form of follows, likes, and shares. We hashtag these moments, so other people can see what we put out there. We are chronicling our life…
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The Process of Reinvention
I have realized that I have been going about this all wrong. The whole blogging thing.
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