Tag Archives: inspiration
Run. Run. Run.
In the early hours of the morning, not able to sleep, as usual, I was online, catching up on some reading of other’s blog posts. Kristin of Halfway to Normal wrote a post about why she does not run. Anything … Continue reading
Hang on…
I haven’t written in a long while, I know. I’m sorry. Almost every day, someone new subscribes to my blog. Usually that brings me great joy – a sense of achievement. Amazing. Somebody actually wants to read what I have … Continue reading
Driving Miss Tracy
We were sitting at a restaurant – on the deck overlooking a busy road and car park. The location was not wildly exciting. Exhaust fumes and seafood are not meant to be complementary, I know, and the annoying droning of … Continue reading
My First Time: Dancing with Waves
Aaah first-times. Mmmm…. No, I’m not talking about only sex. I’m talking about those defining moments in our lives. Like an old photograph, most memories fade. But somehow first-times stick in our minds forever – some good, some bad – shaping … Continue reading
A Feast of Trials
This weekend, I was invited out to dinner with some very dear friends. I never hesitated and accepted the invitation, gratefully – especially since I have been suffering from a severe bout of cabin fever lately. If truth be told, … Continue reading
Cabin Fever
I have a beautiful house. I’m spoilt. I know. And I am appreciative. Promise. It’s not perfect. The only thing it really lacks is a view – and someone special – but that’s a story for another day. Otherwise, the … Continue reading
Touched by Angels
On Friday night I received something priceless – a gift so affecting and moving – something that no amount of money can ever buy. Unexpectedly, the doorbell rang at around 5-ish. I was surprised when my care assistant said that … Continue reading
Dear God… Are You There?
Dear God Are you there? How are you? I am well. But, then again, you know the truth. I think. Do you? Really? I hope you don’t mind but I’ve decided to write you a letter. I’m sorry that I’m … Continue reading
Running on Textual Energy
The following text messages took place on 30th May 2010 during The Comrades Marathon (90 km) over a time span of almost 12 hours. Roy: I go to fight the Comrades Dragon armed with your love. Tracy: Roy: 70 left … Continue reading
How I Lost My Legs by Roy Heine
Many of you have been asking me about Sexy Legs. In a special guest post, this is his story. How I Lost My Legs. written by Roy Heine (a.k.a. Comrades Legs) A few years ago I thought I had it … Continue reading