Running with…

I’ve always been primarily a lone runner. When I started running that was because I didn’t know anyone else who Continue reading →

Not fighting, but training

Early on, my friend Azariah asked me if I had a metaphor for the way I thought about cancer. Was Continue reading →

Guardian running blog

Delighted to be on the Guardian Running Blog today with a mash-up of a couple of my posts from this blog. And Continue reading →

A small bit of subversion

I have four nieces and every time I go to buy a birthday card for them, I despair of what’s Continue reading →

Run for your life

In difficult times there are always golden moments and this is one of mine. My oncologist is a marathon runner. Continue reading →

Rediscovering writing

There are some stories about cancer that are utterly tragic and justify the fear and dread that swirl around the Continue reading →

Welcome to the club

I’m not very patient. After a few days of losing hair in handfuls, finding it in my food, and worrying Continue reading →

Losing my hair…

Many women can tell you stories about their hair – about the disastrous haircut or the misjudged perm, about the Continue reading →