Tuesday, March 6, 2012

It's not you, it's me.

Dear left AND right shins,

I'm going to cut right to the chase here. The three of us have had a tough couple months. We are constantly fighting- and just when I think things are getting better, we go on some lovely date-a quick jaunt up Flagstaff- and when I ask how you both are I get, "FINE!" Clearly you aren't fine. If you were, I doubt you would shout your response at me, then go back to giving me a cockeyed look. Let's just start being honest with each other. I'll start.

I don't like to admit when I am in the wrong, be cause I don't have much experience in it, but I AM wrong- just this once. I have enough endurance to run 50 miles but can't manage to take more than one day off of running or working out. For that I am truly sorry. I've probably been smothering you like enchilada sauce on tasty Mexican dishes. I just really enjoy- nay LOVE- our time together. Remember the time we went on a run through the aspens in Fall? Or how we spent Thanksgiving together..Yea me too. I miss those days of jovial blissful togetherness. Where did we go so wrong?


Christmas time in WA- with my sister!

The three of us after Devil Mtn 50. Giving props to the real work horses.

I think therapy is really helping us. And I hope you've been enjoying the couples massages as much as I have been. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to get us back on track. (PS- did you really have the change our status to, 'it's complicated'..really? that was low..even for you two.) Let's put an end to our IcyHot attitudes- I miss you two. Maybe we can meet up this weekend for tea and an easy stroll on some single track?? Let me know- you know where to find me- on the stationary trainer. Don't give up on me just yet, people can change.

A recent run- Trying out my new Montrail's ' Photo: Basit Mustafa
Us in Moab with another friendly runner.


Love,
Reese

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