Endurance and Pleasure
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Things go easy, things go hard.   When I worked on a fishing tender (The Ermine), I wrote this:   “Life is endurance, or pleasure. That is all. Only endurance, Or pleasure.”   That was strangely comforting to me.   … Read More

Training Log… Date Unknown!!!
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Okay, okay, I haven’t done the best at keeping up with my training log. Truth be told, I fell off the wagon considerably. But I kept following the wagon as it trundled down the road, and eventually I sort of … Read More

Training Log 2/26 – 3/3
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Okay, real talk today.   So I’m famous now! My debut as a podcast guest has aired here. It’s about… Periods! I never thought I’d be interviewed about that. Ha. It’s quite timely, though, because this week has been a … Read More

Training Log: Intro and Log 1
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So in amongst angsty posts, I plan to intersperse some training logs.   I talked about routine and habits in my last post, and how essential those are to my mental health. Knowing this, and being aware of my own … Read More

Routine
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When I am honest about my battle with depression, I am always shocked to see some folks come out of the woodwork, contact me directly, and let me know that they share the same struggle. There are words of encouragement… … Read More

Respite
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Recalculate. Again.   I wonder if my choice to be city-side is wise, this winter. But I wonder, too, how well I’d fare in real dark and without friends up north.   I am still disquieted. I am disillusioned. Like … Read More

Intermission: Resolve
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This year has not been easy for me. There have been unexpected plot twists, bad and good. I have been quiet, generally, as I try to sort through changes in my life and what they mean. (Maybe they don’t mean … Read More

Minneapolis: Part 1
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I haven’t been able to write, because this summer has been too unexpectedly raw. Too much for words.   When I fled Alaska and the reality of shattered things, I expected, I fantasized about travel, independence, an image. Me with … Read More

Lost
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I’ve been asking myself what it means to be lost. I’ve asked myself every day, and most days my answer is: does it matter? I keep writing the beginning of something- some inquiry. And it feels like the point of … Read More

Explanations, Change
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My life changed when I looked up into the rear view mirror and saw Jimmy Medford hurtling towards me at 60 miles per hour in his two-month-old shiny Ford.   I didn’t know it was Jimmy Medford, and I didn’t … Read More