rock bottom

Beep. Beep. Beep. My alarm went off at 7:08am on January 24, 2004.  It was a cold, wintry, Saturday morning in East Lansing, Michigan. With a sigh of relief, I knew the sound of alarm meant it was time to head back home for the remainder of the weekend. The quicker I put on my running clothes, hurried down a flight of steps to the fitness center in my apartment complex, and ran six miles, the sooner I’d load up my car and depart East Lansing; a place I became quite uneasy with over the past several months. Our Michigan State women’s soccer banquet was scheduledRead More →