Tag Archives: running

equilibrium restored, or brief notes on being a survivor

Posted on September 8, 2010 by Emily

This just in: sometimes, life after cancer completely sucks. I try not to spend a whole lot of time here feeling sorry for myself, or bitching about how hard my life has been since my diagnosis. The truth is, most … Continue reading →

Posted in Life After Cancer, fellow fighters, running | Tagged blackness, children, connection, crying, Facebook, fellow warriors, genetic mutation, GI scopes, husbands, illusory, iPods, isolation, running, shit storm, suffering, support, survivorship | 3 Comments

my left foot (or, what’s compulsive after cancer?)

Posted on September 6, 2010 by Emily

Today started with barking, dog wrestling and a power outage. We just spent ten days taking care of our friends’ Pomapoo, who loved to begin each day with a vigorous yet playful attack on our own aging basset hound. High-pitched … Continue reading →

Posted in Death, Life After Cancer, adoption, cycling, fellow fighters, running | Tagged adoption, basset hound, buzzing, coffee with chicory, compulsive, cycling, genetic mutation, life expectancy, MS 150 CIty to Shore, mums, neuropathy, Pomapoo, power outage, prognosis, PSE&G, running, Sarah Sadtler Feather, weed whacking | 4 Comments

the invisible hand of first descents

Posted on August 29, 2010 by Emily

Some things are so obvious, we risk taking them for granted. Some things underpin so much of who we are, what we do, that it seems unnecessary, or redundant, to spend time reflecting on their significance. At the end of … Continue reading →

Posted in First Descents, Life After Cancer, adoption, cycling, running | Tagged adoption, Caesar, challenge, cycling, evolution, First Descents, Jackson, journey back to life, Moab, oxygen, resilience, Rock 'n' Roll marathon, rock-climbing, running, Stiletto, strength, three-part harmony, training | 1 Comment

enjoy the silence

Posted on August 22, 2010 by Emily

It is an admittedly irrational fear of mine that if I rest for too long, or indulge in too much stillness, cancer will somehow have won. Ridiculous, I know. I am three months shy of the third anniversary of my … Continue reading →

Posted in First Descents, Life After Cancer, cycling, running | Tagged bliss, contentment, cycling, First Descents blog, fuel, humidity, irrational fear, joy, laundry, rest, running, silence, sloth, stillness | Leave a comment

the readiness is all

Posted on August 8, 2010 by Emily

Desperate to resume “living” as quickly as possible after finishing chemotherapy in June of 2008, I returned to work – part-time, and in a limited capacity, but returned nonetheless – just three short weeks after my last treatment. In hindsight, … Continue reading →

Posted in Family, Infertility, Life After Cancer, adoption | Tagged adoption, anxiety, cycling, determined, medical history, neuropathy, obstacles, readiness, rehabilitation, rock-climbing, running, sweat, tears, undetered, vertigo, Work | 5 Comments

JUBILATION

Posted on August 1, 2010 by Emily

It may be that my current state of health and wellness – which I feel more acutely and intensely each time I go for a long bike ride (which I did yesterday) or push through a run when I am … Continue reading →

Posted in Life After Cancer, cycling, running | Tagged bowel movements, chronic illness, cycling, health, Multiple Sclerosis, pain-free, running | 3 Comments

existential crisis

Posted on July 14, 2010 by Emily

“What, exactly, am I doing?” In recent weeks, this question has been echoing through my mind. A few possible explanations for this existential crisis: summertime. Lately, the heat in Philadelphia has been otherworldly, leaving me wrung out like a dishrag … Continue reading →

Posted in Infertility, Life After Cancer, Writing | Tagged American Cancer Society, biking, blog, books, diagnosis, discipline, First Descents, garden, patient memoirs, running, summer, wordpress, Writing | 4 Comments

running for my life

Posted on June 27, 2010 by Emily

A huge box hastily labeled “CANCER STUFF” was finally opened today, one of the last from the April move. The room it has inhabited since April 9 is at last turning into the study that I have been dreaming of … Continue reading →

Posted in Life After Cancer, running | Tagged (RED), 10K, exercise, Pinelands, rehabilitation, running, stage III ovarian cancer, stamina, strength, Uncle David | 1 Comment

mister mean genes (or, expect the unexpected)

Posted on June 23, 2010 by Emily

Today I have had the surprising experience of someone else’s good news making me feel like shit. Are we in middle school again? I recall, quite starkly, a “profound thought” from my high school notes of the same name, which … Continue reading →

Posted in Life After Cancer, Work, cancer | Tagged biking, breast cancer, bungling criminals, cancer family, fate, genetic mutation, guilt, high school, jealousy, middle school, Moab, recurrence, running, unspoken truth | Leave a comment

TWO YEARS ON: TO LIFE

Posted on June 12, 2010 by Emily

In an attempt to measure the journey of the last two years, let me try to qualify different kinds of exhaustion. Today, I am, I admit, a bit wiped out. Last night, in celebration of Mike’s birthday as well as … Continue reading →

Posted in Life After Cancer, running | Tagged air guitar, beer, Cisplatin, end of treatmemt, fatigue, iced coffee, Iva, Jose Cuervo Tradicional, Lucy, Mike's birthday, pizza, poker, proseco, running, Taxol, videos | 6 Comments