Archive | Rita’s Random Rants

I do this. I rant. Randomly.

Positivity is a Choice

Wherever You Go, There You Are : Positivity is a Choice

I’ve heard this saying for many, many years, from several sources. (If you’re interested in a slightly entertaining list of “I first heard it HERE” check this out). I’ve tried travel on for size, experiencing 49 states and 14 countries. I went places. I was places. I felt present in those places. It was a fantastic […]

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An Inspirational Wedding Story – Part II – How it was Different

As I explained in An Inspirational Wedding Story Part I, John and I felt a distinct need to enjoy our wedding, regardless of who chose to participate. Something about the well accepted tradition of a bride being miserable on her wedding day, stressing about every single detail and decoration, worrying about everyone but herself simply didn’t […]

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A Recovering Runner Inspired

I am a runner.  I’ve always been a runner. Now, I’m a recovering runner. And I’m inspired. I find it slightly ironic that my entire life I’ve been thought of as “different” for wanting to run epic long distances (I mean, really, where I’ve grown up, most people don’t express a ton of excitement to […]

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The Year of Dance

The Year of Dance – Live Life to Your Own Beat One of the MANY lessons I learned while in the military is that holidays are simply arbitrary dates. You can celebrate ANY DAY of the year for ANY REASON. Ultimately being “home” for the 25th of December as opposed to, say, the 6th of April makes absolutely no […]

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I.Will.Run.Again. is now I.Ran.

What began as a pretty mellow morning remained that way for a few hours longer. John casually juiced a second round. This time a combination of kale, spinach, apple, pear, banana, and strawberries. Nom nom nom….slurp! (That’s what she said) We drove to the Dirty Girl Mud Run based on my directions. HW 81N to exit 180 […]

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Morning in the Life of a Dirty Girl

If pre-race morning has been anything for me, it’s been anticlimactic.  I’m sitting in the sunroom with our starting veggies, sipping my coffee, listening to the song birds declare today glorious. (I’ve declared that already). I’ve done several sun salutations. I’m feeling quite warm and quite centered. Quite peaceful, quite blessed. In my previous, pre-parasite […]

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Elevated Silence

We’ve all been there. You’re stoked, you’re talking, you’re laughing, you’re waiting. Then, “Ding!” The metal doors slide open and you step into the rectangular room. Suddenly, it’s as if you are in a hostile foreign land. Nobody’s OK with making eye contact; nobody wants to speak. Everyone picks a spot on the floor, wall, […]

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Shared Silence

A mist sat over the water, making the heron’s reflection on the silent surface a shadowy neutral as if the world had been sketched in detailed gray-scale. It looked like it was going to be a chilly day. I sat on my porch a while longer watching the tide subtly rise. It was nearing time […]

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A Classically Catastrophic Cancer

Hiding under a careless facade, she’s surprisingly small, loud but timid, bold but meek, laughing but silently whimpering for more than fleeting attention. She’s average. Small frame, large teeth, slight mustache, but has beautiful, even stunning windows to her soul. Except an average passerby may miss her soul completely, distracted by the layers of gaudy […]

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