about

I run. I think. I write.

It works for me.

And worth mentioning, has me in some incredible shape, probably the best of my life. The occasional aches and pains are well worth it.

Some other tidbits:

I am a Gen Xer. (A real one, not the fake kind born in the mid-to-late-70s and actually had a computer in college. In my day, we used a word processor and liked it.)
I live in California.
Once, I married the wrong person. It happens.
No kids, but an aunt and an out-law step-mom. Both are great jobs.
Two dogs.
Good family, great friends, nice boss.

One FAQ: What does sugarleg mean?

As a kid, “sugar leg” was the way I described to my parents the achey, wiggley twinges in my legs that made me wince and whine and lose sleep several times a year. It took them a few times of me saying, “It feels like I have sugar leg!” to see that I was not making it up. I explained that it felt like I ate too much candy and was having a sugar rush in my legs. Since they both know their way around a bag of candy, they got it and diagnosed the problem: growing pains. I still have growing pains, although of a different sort and running helps me understand and soothe the aches, wiggles and twinges.