Author Archives: Callie Skokos

Does Suffering Set You Free?

Lately, when I leave the house for my run, a wave of guilt washes over me.  For me, running is a reminder of my freedom – both physically and mentally.  Today, I am fortunate.  Today I can run because I … Continue reading

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Running from the Ruin

I act like I’m intently setting my running watch, but I’m actually looking over at my neighbor’s house.  It’s the sad house.  That’s what Keegan calls it and I understand why.  Its windows are dark and lifeless, while the front … Continue reading

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I’ll Never Again Run Alone

I walked out of the Invision Sally Jobe Radiology and Imaging Center into the warm Colorado sunshine and I was sure this day was the most beautiful day of all. On this December afternoon, I learned about Grace first hand. … Continue reading

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Please Don’t Let It Catch Me

When I run, I can ease the pain.  When I run, I can control the controllable.  When I run, I can make sense of the senseless.  But when I run, can I defeat disease?  ‘They’ say all I have to … Continue reading

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A Running Prayer

I awake to my alarm at 6:15 a.m. and realize that today is Thanksgiving.  This fact doesn’t really change things – well, except that having a day off during the week in late November allows me to run in daylight … Continue reading

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I Am Not Afraid

The wind is whipping from all directions as Frank Sinatra’s “New York, New York” blares from the speakers at the base of the Verrazano–Narrows Bridge.  In about two minutes, my wave will make its way to the official starting line … Continue reading

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Pretty in Pink

It is still nighttime-dark and very quiet at 5 a.m. on this Sunday, September 29.  But waking up seems unusually easy.  You see, today instead of getting ready to run my long Sunday training run in preparation for the upcoming … Continue reading

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A Mid-Summer’s Nightmare

The cave is musty and damp and dark.  I cannot make out the other people – just shapes in the shadows – but there are dozens.  All I know is that I should feel scared but strangely, I am unusually … Continue reading

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Running Skirt Reboot

Marketing.  It’s what I’m supposed to be good at.  I’ve studied it, made a pretty decent career out of it, and really enjoy it.  So why am I so terrible at putting it into practice with my own endeavors?  I … Continue reading

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You are the Good

That night, I crawled into bed, stretched out my aching legs, and scrolled through my text messages.  Even though I had tried to respond to each one of them as soon as I could, I wanted to re-read them all.  … Continue reading

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