One morning at the hospital my surgeon came in with her trail of surgical fellows for morning rounds. I raised the bed and turned on the light and tried to look awake as they poked at me, asked me questions, and repacked my wound. As one of the fellows pushed tissue into the tiny holeContinue reading >>
What no one tells you about pain
Around mile 10 of the New Bedford Half Marathon the course takes you beyond the hurricane barrier, and the wind suddenly assaults you, reminding you that you are running along the coast. If you are near the back of the pack, as I usually am, the spectators have gone in at that point, and youContinue reading >>
Still breathing: yoga, illness, and my heart’s center
The air is cold as I find a corner of the spacious wood-floored room for my worn purple mat. It’s September, but the A/C is strong in the mind-body studio at my gym. No one will be joining me today; I’m stretching and flowing and breathing on my own. I just ran for twelve minutesContinue reading >>