A World of Hurt– As I like to think of it, Trauma Month Part Deux. I threw Breezeblocks in as a nod to my Biketober playlist on Spotify which has basically kept me inspired for the past while now. Lots of taking care of humans …
I recently got back from a soul-rejuvenating trip to the snowy north. I experienced 9 days of pure mountain bliss. I could wax poetically about Canada and the size and stature of the mountains, the turning tamaracks and quaking aspens, the capped peaks and alpine lakes, the open road and limitless possibilites for soaking. In …
This is an old post that I wrote years back that didn’t make the cut. However, I re-read it and really liked where my heart was at with this one. So I’ve decided to share it. Hope it resonates… I am finishing up my Spinal Cord Injury Rehab rotation this week. We have been tasked with the …
I travelled to Seattle for Sally & Cresap’s wedding this weekend. It was a family Bonanza of magnanimous proportions. In the time that those two lovebirds have been together I have literally dated, broken up, dated again, married, divorced, and dated again. Those two are rock solid and it’s beautiful to see the life and …
I once won a scrabble game by making the word “runjogger.” Despite not actually being a real word, I was given the points for the sheer amazingness of the phrase. It has become my favorite way to cheer friends on in running events, and it’s what I say to myself when I’m dogging it. I …
When I was 16 years old my sociology teacher asked our class to write down on a piece of paper the number that we thought was the very worst age. I’ve thought back on that moment often and what a snot-nosed brat I was for my response. I confidently wrote “31.” The teacher, who might …
This week I was running up Big Mountain contemplating this past year. It has been exactly one year since I packed up my life and arrived in SLC. I can’t even believe the way time has passed. It feels like both an eternity and at the same time like absolutely no more than five minutes. …
I’m embarking upon my last day in the Urban Yurt of SLC and I am overcome with emotion just thinking about it. I could wax on poetically (well that’s a matter of opinion!), however at the end of the day all I can say is, “Damn am I gonna miss this place.” This apartment fit …
If you haven’t gotten the word by now, this has been a bittersweet year. I employed an astonishing amount of willpower early in the year, and thusly exhausted my reserves! So around January my willpower began to wane and a very astute friend of mine noticed. On a walk she said to me, “Anna, you …
This is an old Lakota saying and like most things in life, I love it because it aligns with my own sense of what is true and beautiful. Today I went for a walk up in the hills and as I headed up the mountain I felt energized and could easily see solutions to my …