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mike and David

David, left, and Mike, after completing the 1000-mile drive from Minneapolis to Huntsville, moving my mother’s contents from her “old” home to her new one.
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Wholehearted training for Women’s half marathon
When I lace up for the Women’s Half Marathon in Nashville September 22, I plan on being ready. It’ll be my second half overall, but the first one for which I am properly trained. Two weeks ago I started following Hal … Continue reading
Confessions of Big Foot: Sizing up the situation
I am getting out of the closet. At least my running shoes are. And my dress shoes. And my casual shoes. Actually, all of my shoes are busting out. For years, I lied about the size of my feet. It … Continue reading
Home, sweet home
Something great happened this morning. I finally felt as if I could come up for air after being buried in boxes since last Friday. That was when we moved into our new home. Boxes are still piled high in the … Continue reading
Moving day is not packing day – but can I sneak in a run?
My brother-in-law, Mike, once stated the obvious: “Moving day is not packing day.” Unfortunately, that had not been obvious to David or me. On our major moves to and from Minneapolis and Huntsville, David and I were somehow paralyzed. Or … Continue reading
Moving on: Let the packing begin
My husband jokes that, other than our moves from Alabama to Minnesota and, 18 months later, Minnesota to Alabama, we tend to move just a quarter-mile down the road. That’s a bit exaggerated, but just a bit. No matter how … Continue reading
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Racing, running and sometimes walking to the finish at Cotton Row Run
What a great day for Huntsville’s 32nd annual Cotton Row Run. It was the 2011 race that got me running further and harder, before an unsuccessful go at the Rocket City Half Marathon last fall led to my (temporary!) physical … Continue reading
Now we have to buy a house? Decisions, Decisions!
So I shared the good news last week: We got an offer on our Huntsville home after 52 days on the market. The days that followed were hectic. The last 24 hours were hell. After someone made an offer on … Continue reading
Hallelujah! The real estate angels rejoice
It was just yesterday, Thursday, that I whined about enduring another day with our humble south Huntsville home on the market. It had been a long 52 days. Days that wore down my patience and threatened my serenity (but significantly … Continue reading