“What did you give him?” This was my friend’s question after she saw my two-year-old son a few days after her son rolled a rock down a slide onto my boy’s head. There was hardly a mark on my son where we both expected a goose-egg or at least some royal shades of blue. First…
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Getting the Groove Back
Back in August, I sprained my ankle two weeks before I was going to run a half-marathon (what would have been my longest race). It’s been a long recovery that I’ll write about from various perspectives in the future. What I’m feeling good about right now is that I am starting to imagine exercise being…