I guess I shouldn't be surprised that some folks were not thrilled with the idea of me "playing" on the tracks. The fact that the train, which runs to the nearby rockery twice (in and out) on Tuesdays and Thursdays only offered little in the way of … [Continue reading]
caboose gettin’ loose
It seems like just yesterday I was shaking my head while running past a bunch of young kids walking down the center of the railroad tracks. Oh wait...it WAS yesterday! As a general rule, playing on the railroad tracks is a BAD IDEA. Who could dispute … [Continue reading]
“practice”
Last night, when I opted for some evening ashtanga practice after a midday run, I groaned with the first forward bend. "That's why they call it 'practice'" I thought. Clearly my body needed a little more practice in going with the flow of my … [Continue reading]
Hello, Monday
As soon as I walked into the office, I overheard a conversation going on in the nearby cubicle. "She" did this. "She" didn't do that. After a few minutes, it was evident, they were talking about me and my work on a recent project. Ugh! Hello, Monday! … [Continue reading]
Ebb & Flow
Traditionally, this is the time of year where feelings of loss ebb and flow. With each passing year, the intensity changes and takes on a different shade of gray. I suppose it's my job to let the variations go in and out like waves on the beach. As … [Continue reading]