What We Really Want Is Peace in the Middle
I was half asleep on a summer morning, spreading butter across a cinnamon raisin bagel, when I heard these words coming from our TV: “The lion goes
I was half asleep on a summer morning, spreading butter across a cinnamon raisin bagel, when I heard these words coming from our TV: “The lion goes
Our minivan smelled like cigarettes and bourbon. It’s a smell that doesn’t wash out easily. Some smells can never be scrubbed clean. These are
I’ve been in a fight for over a decade. Sometimes I wonder if I’m fighting with Hope, wrestling in the desert through the dark of night, begging
Last week was race week for the Ames Triathlon. This is a different kind of race week for me as I am not a participant, but rather one of the race
I finally got hit with COVID and I was scared. After two years of avoiding coronavirus, I found myself nursing a very painful sore throat and a fever
Last week it was great to focus on recovery, dog snuggles, play, and do what I wanted when I wanted. The freedom of not being tied to a workout
We often expect God to be a parent who scolds us rather than a shepherd who soothes us. We come to God in the pages of Scripture and the hard parts
Last week was Ironman Des Moines race week and boy was it a whirlwind! It was a bit strange for me as usually we travel to Ironman races, so all of
"Don't die with your dreams."It's a simple statement, but one I really needed to hear. After attending the live taping for The Hey, Girl
Over the years, cosplay has grown into its very own industry and many more cosplay events are popping up. During the weekend, there was a cosplay
How on earth is it already IMDSM race week?!?!?! Last week I tapered like a pro…lowering my volume with bits of intensity popped in to keep the
Last week I had my first triathlon of 2022 and was SO excited + ready to toe the start line of a triathlon! The Clear Lake Olympic Triathlon was a
Spineless: Restoring Courage and Conviction to the People of God addresses the insipid kind of “Christianity” that has subtly slipped into the
Last week was the pinnacle of my training for IMDSM. While it doesn’t exactly feel like I’m tapering just yet, it is nice to see less volume on
Earlier this month, I joined a running club – the newish, informal, neighborhood group that meets at the foot of the Golden Stairs, mere yards