Endlessly

One night I was in the gym, lost in sensation as usual. Stripped out of my formal attire, dressed in some booty hugging leggings and a black tank top with skeleton fingers over my titties as if they were being grabbed/held.

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Kick, Push

Today I am filled with gratitude and awe. My bad knee is allowing me to do more and more and I could literally cry tears of joy (okay, okay, I did cry a little, lol) for how far my body has come.

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Do it scared

I’m feeling alive again
The behavior is proof

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The Distance

I was tying a lot, not running
enough, biding my time

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Dance, Dance

I like that feeling in my belly, when I really want to dance. Like walking on the sidewalk and a good tune comes on or when I’m in the gym and I just can’t help bobbing and moving, gyrating, not even walking but holding back my moves as I walk-dance across the floor.

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Embodied Movement

Yesterday I ran 2 miles without stopping. That was the second time this year I got to that point. My bad knee is getting stronger and I can feel my body growing more confident. That confidence is spilling over into other areas, like an infectious smile, and it’s coloring everything around me.

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