Tag Archives: Boston Children’s Hospital

Seeing the Perfect in the Imperfect

Posted on November 10, 2014 by Callie Skokos

Nothing about this race feels right, I think as I hug my knees and wrestle with the massive trash bag that is serving more as a sail than a blanket in the 30 mile per hour wind.  It’s November 2 … Continue reading →

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A Long Run Prayer for Rebekah

Posted on October 14, 2014 by Callie Skokos

I look up at the night’s sky and I’m breathless.  While it’s only 42 degrees on this first weekend of October, I feel wrapped in a blanket woven with tiny lights.  The stars seem so close to the Earth and … Continue reading →

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When Running Cannot Save Me

Posted on April 5, 2014 by Callie Skokos

All my body wants to do is stop – stop running, stop moving, stop caring.  I am less than a half mile into my run and the treadmill feels like it’s dragging me down into the depths of a cold … Continue reading →

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You are the Good

Posted on May 17, 2013 by Callie Skokos

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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Brother and the B

Posted on May 1, 2013 by Callie Skokos

“You know, you qualified for Boston right?”  This was the way the conversation started with my brother Ross after I ran my first marathon at age 40.  I couldn’t comprehend what he was saying.  I was exhausted.  Not so much … Continue reading →

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Running Away from the Violence [Part 3]

Posted on April 20, 2013 by Callie Skokos

[Maybe I shouldn’t have run.]  That’s the thought that keeps rudely interrupting every thought I’ve had since the bombings at the Boston Marathon.  When I started writing this series, I never expected that part three would be such a literal … Continue reading →

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