Before my first 5K run, I used to notice how runners in the Olympics and at track meets looked so lean and perfectly in sync. Their arms and legs pumped rhythmically. Torsos slightly bent. Nostrils flaring on the inhale, mouths parted on the exhale. You could even see their abs expand and contract...
Vicky Edwards is a writer, storyteller, and lifelong observer of life’s everyday messes. She blogs about memories, grandkids, life, and all the weird little moments in between—some of it’s true(ish), some of it’s not, but it’s all accompanied by a tear or a smile. She’s written for The DeQueen Dispatch, contributed to national history projects, and served as an editorial assistant for The Lindenwood Review.