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 alongContinue 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 studioContinue reading >>