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…the other side.
Ahhh, the beginning of Track season. 32 degrees, but the sun was out and the wind was dead. “Shorts and T-Shirt” weather, as one of our brightest observed. My view of the track has always been linked closely with pain…and joy…and hurt…and triumph…and nausea…and pride…and…well, you get the picture. From the other side of the…
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The Meltdown.
I’ve always encountered screaming children while running errands. Knowing with certainty that one day those would be my kids screaming their heads off in rage, I’ve always lent a sympathetic nod in that direction and a thankful prayer in an upwards direction. Well, my day came today. As if I haven’t had enough warning from…
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The Last Day of February…
The very first post …
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