It’s easy to appreciate what running does for me when I am forced to go without it. All forms of exercise offer a release, but none quite do the same as a nice hard run. I am, therefore, a bit of a mess. *sigh*

I love watching the fire dance, with the flames twisting and swaying just so. It’s so exciting, so romantic. Come on baby… Light my fire

The fact that you have to click back several pages worth to find a running-related post says A LOT. It says: Juls isn’t running. Sadly, it’s true. I’ve been grounded from running since I overdosed on my Vibram’s. M.C. Muscle (my calf muscle), who has been extremely uptight lately, insisted upon it. He has made [...]

I’ve always loved this photo, although I can’t tell you exactly why. I just do. I’ve never learned to play a musical instrument but I sure am drawn to it. I admire the people who can and respect the people who try. Truly, music is magic. It has the capacity to do many things. Sometimes, [...]