And so it begins … Spring track season. But did it have to start in a monsoon?
I love watching my boys compete, but I’m a fair-weather fan. Not in the traditional sense, but in the actual weather sense.
The blog formerly known as Roses and Armpits — now older, wiser, stronger, bolder
And so it begins … Spring track season. But did it have to start in a monsoon?
I love watching my boys compete, but I’m a fair-weather fan. Not in the traditional sense, but in the actual weather sense.
Around this time three years ago, the world stopped and we were all in lockdown. Quarantine sucked big time, but there are some parts I’d like to bring back.
Before you come at me, hear me out …