Atlanta
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3, 2, 1 Go – Four little words that cause my palms to sweat, my pulse to quicken, and my muscles to tense up. When the clock beeps it’s go time and I start moving towards the goal of the day – rounds, reps, time, or just plain finishing. Though I have many…
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Whoever coined the term “Hotlanta” must have left right after August because as I was sitting in my living room writing this I was surrounded by a pile of all the blankets I own and the thermometer read 21 degrees. Not. Hot. It would probably help if the heater in my apartment wasn’t quite so old…
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Yesterday was January 30th and perfect in almost every way. I probably would have changed that sentence to read “perfect in every way” had I not spent ~6 hours of my Saturday hanging out with mice, but c’est la vie, I did and unless time travel becomes a thing soon then there’s nothing I can do…
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The morning is bright after a cold and gloomy Saturday. It’s still a bit chilly out but with the sun on my skin I pull on my backpack and head for the trail. The shadows dance across the arch that welcomes hikers to the Appalachian Trail, ~ 2180 miles of wild. We are here for the…
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I went into this past weekend with zero plans and it went fabulously. On Saturday, I went to my one of my favorite coffee shops and sipped on my favorite drink, watched a movie at the movie theater, went to a bocce ball bar but did not play any bocce ball, and discovered a restaurant…
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“The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers – Little we see in the Nature that is ours;” – William Wordsworth Often I find myself caught up in the everyday hustle. Scrambling to check off items on my “get shit done” lists and pausing only to check…
Glimpse of Grace 