Circles

The yoga studio was full. Yoga mat after yoga mat were lined up down each side of the room. We all sat facing each other. I was tucked neatly into the back corner quietly waiting for class to start. Just before the door was pulled shut, one more student came into the room. She unrolledContinue reading “Circles”

Marathon Dreaming through the Funk

The only running that took place this weekend in our house was from the couch to the bathroom. It was a not a good weekend in our household. Friday morning I woke up feeling weird. It felt like morning sickness. I couldn’t tell if I was starving or ready to throw up. Before I gotContinue reading “Marathon Dreaming through the Funk”