Hi Salties. It’s me, Ginger. I’ve been away for a while. Where did I go, you ask? Well, well. It’s been quite a journey!
I started running when I was sixteen. The summer going into my junior year of high school I began going for walks around my neighborhood, complete with my Sony Walkman. I’d leave the house for almost an hour at a time to enter my own little world, a world in which I had not a care. Eventually, I flirted with running and the rest is history.
Running provided an escape. But it would take more than ten years to discover that you can only try to escape for so long until life kindly greets you with your enemy. And if you face up to your demons, eventually a frantic escape can relax into being a safe space once again. Read more >>