According to Merriam-Webster, http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/scar, a scar may be defined in several different ways: 1. A mark left (as in the skin) by the healing of injured tissue 2. A mark or indention resulting from damage or wear 3. A lasting moral or emotional injury . Given the number of scar reducing and scar covering products Read More
The Story of a Warrior Princess
Ever noticed the “Warrior Princess” tag line at the end of each “Living Outside the Lines” column? Well, today I will tell you the story behind the signature. November 19, 2011 I embarked on a journey known as the Warrior Dash. This journey was several months and some severe arm-twisting in the making. When I first Read More
Charlie’s Angels
There once was an Angel named Becky. She was busy, too busy to indulge in any of that social media nonsense. But, one day, she finally caved to peer pressure and found herself on both Twitter and Facebook. Imagine her surprise when she discovered how much fun it was connecting with both old and new Read More
All the Small Things
In life, I am convinced, it’s the small things that mean the most. Random acts of kindness if you will, which in truth really are not random, they are purposeful. Most of us won’t find the cure for cancer, win a Nobel Peace Prize, rescue someone from a burning building or anything else the world Read More
Tales of a 15K
In Genesis 50:20 Joseph, who was sold into slavery by his brothers, gets an opportunity, years later, to face them. He has had much time to dwell on what his brothers did, but there is no malice in his heart. Instead he stands before them and says, “As for you, you meant evil against me, Read More
Tale of a Tattoo
The idea of a tattoo is something I have toyed with for more than ten years. I didn’t want just some random design, I wanted a tattoo that meant something. How I ended up with my tattoo makes for an interesting story. On the morning of November 19, 2011 as I was preparing to run Read More
One Year Post Mortem
November 19, 2011, the day I was supposed to die. Almost three hundred & sixty-five days have passed and I am still very much alive. As the one year anniversary approaches, I struggle. Most of the physical pain of the accident itself is far behind me. Other than slightly limited mobility in my neck, I Read More