Marathon Musings
Kurt says because I only post when I'm sad now, it sounds like I'm always sad. :) I mean, that's not wrong , really. But it's also not entirely right. I feel so many things and sadness- unfortunately- plays a soft bass accompaniment to all of them. Sure, it can mute the quiet tones, but it also accentuates the loud ones. Funny how that is. Since I often speak more in the abstract than the concrete, let me try to use a (probably overused) comparison to explain. The local news did a story with us in it. See it here . On Monday (9/7), I finished running my second Boston marathon (for charity). I raised money for the MGH pediatric cancer center where Madi was treated. I am not a natural athlete. I do not run because I'm particularly good at it; I run because it is hard for me. I run because the physicality of the difficulty mirrors what is happening to me emotionally. There are times when every step hurts and all I can do is moan and ask (sometimes loudly), &qu
