Category Archives: Trauma

You Can’t Solve Everything with a Good Run

Oh January, you are so cold, I say out loud as I check the weather app. It’s 7:45 a.m. and 19 degrees. This is Colorado. I could wait a few hours and run in slightly warmer conditions with the sun … Continue reading

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Trump Trauma

“A word after a word after a word is power.” – Margaret Atwood The filmstrip of my mind clicks through the scenes ever so quickly this morning – with every footfall that lands and crunches on the fallen leaves blanketing … Continue reading

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Seeing With the Soul

When I open my eyes, I am confused that I can see with such clarity – from the neon numbers on the alarm clock to the headlights marching in a line outside my window, to the waning moon. On this … Continue reading

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The Twelve Steps

The trail is completely covered in tufts of fluffy white snow that sparkle in the morning sunlight. As I maneuver the slippery cracks and ruts of the route, I notice the trees are still blanketed in heavy snow but that … Continue reading

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The Good Samaritan – Part II

[This is continuation of a story that couldn’t be told in just 700 words] I was trembling and sobbing with both hands gripping the steering wheel – feeling humiliated and terrified as I focused on my attacker arrogantly jogging from … Continue reading

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The Good Samaritan – Part I

As I pull into the dirt parking lot at Chatfield, I feel a tingle rise up the back of my neck and then I physically shiver – it’s that whole-body kind of shiver and it’s not from the brisk early … Continue reading

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The Law of Running

Sometimes the run shows us just how human we really are. The sound of my alarm startles me awake at 5:30 a.m. I’m confused.  What day is it? Ah, yes, it’s Sunday.  Today is my last 22-miler before the 2015 … Continue reading

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Jesus is My Valentine

Everything is frozen.  The dirt beneath my feet.  The scrub oak at my ankles.  The air I’m exhaling from my mouth.  I realize I’m running much too fast for the workout that’s scheduled, but I cannot help myself.  I am … Continue reading

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Love Like Snowball

Love.  I wanted it.  I needed it.  I was starved for it.  I was a five.  This is the thought that grips my heart as I step outside into the cold, locking the front door behind me.  Because today is … Continue reading

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Just Leave the Ring on the Rail

Seven years ago today I bolted from the Douglas County Courthouse thinking, ‘How could a 21-year relationship end in a matter of five minutes?’ Just five minutes.  That’s all it took for the judge to dissolve something that required a … Continue reading

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