200 Days of Running

When I was a young child, one of the greatest moments I could have was getting to stay up late and watching MGM’s studio adaptation of Frank Baum’s The Wizard of Oz.  I loved that it was in black and white and then colour and then back to black and white.  They would let me drink coffee from my plastic cup while sitting on the couch loving the whole story of it.  I loved the ruby slippers, and the songs that made the movie so much fun.  It was in this movie that I first heard the phrase ‘the land of E Pluribus Unum’.  It was said by the wizard in the end of the movie and he was talking about going back to Kansas.  It wasn’t until much later that I understood what the term means.  For those who don’t know, this phrase translates, loosely, to, from many, one.  Meaning we all come from the land of many people.  We all have different backgrounds, come from different parts of the world, and speak many dialects of languages.  Yet, we are...

There are good days and then there are the days where it's a struggle to do damn near everything.  We all have days like these ones.  The coffee isn't made in the morning, your stomach is hurting from whatever food or drink you consumed sometime earlier, your job isn't as fun as you want it to be and yet you still get up.  You go make the coffee, silently scolding yourself for forgetting it the night before.  Instead of just chilling on Facebook, you notice that not only did the coffee not get done, but, in fact, neither did the dishes. This was me today.  Begrudgingly doing the dishes that I should have finished last night.  I could be angry about it, but, now my kitchen is clean and the coffee is fresh and I, not my husband, get that first cup of hot liquid warm heaven.  The smell makes you smile, the aroma is fresh and somehow soothes your mind.  Still tired, I headed back up the stairs and begin getting ready for the morning run.  Today...