I have never known the true complexities of a love-hate relationship until I started running. Three years ago, I'm not sure what happened, but a strange urge of getting-in-shape came over me and I didn't know what else to do but answer the call. I needed to exercise to help me not be in my... Continue Reading →
The 2016 Election: Cast A Ballot For Kindness
There is never more vitriol on the Internet than in a political season, and this one is no different. It’s not news that we are in an unprecedented presidential race. I mean, one frontrunner is a former first lady whose then president-husband had an in-office extramarital affair, and the other is a boisterous business mogul... Continue Reading →
Because If I Can Run I Can Write
I never thought I'd ever be more afraid to write than to run. But I laid in bed two Fridays ago thinking that exact thing. I was to run the CRIM—a ten-mile race downtown Flint—the very next morning and literally felt less anxiety about running than writing. Huh? Running has never been something I ever... Continue Reading →