by Lorinda Boyer | Oct 11, 2022 | Memories
2009 I first met my new bike in 2009. I was driving by a local bike store when her silver paint glitzing in the sun, caught my eye. I pulled in to have a closer look. It wasn’t that I didn’t fully appreciate my blue mountain bike. We’d been through a... 
by Lorinda Boyer | May 16, 2022 | Training is Personal-book in progress, Uncategorized
Sue “I hate to workout. I hate gyms. I don’t really want to be here. But here,” she thrusts an open palm stacked with bills in my face, “Now I have to come.” Tears glisten her eyes. I gently lower her hand, guide her to the couch in the gyms make-shift lounge. “Sue,... 
by Lorinda Boyer | May 9, 2022 | Training is Personal-book in progress, Uncategorized
Doc The wind hisses as Doc pushes open the heavy glass doors. He hurries inside, head down, a skull cap drawn snug over his ears. I pull my fleece jacket tighter, turn my face away from the frigid blast of air. Joe, the kid working the register, smiles brightly ready... 
by Lorinda Boyer | Apr 19, 2022 | Memories, Training is Personal-book in progress
The blaring of my phone alarm yanked me from my dreams. I slapped at the screen with my whole hand, hoping to hit a button that would stop the noise; 4:45 am was an inhumane hour. “I’m only filling in today,” I consoled myself as I drug my body out... 
by Lorinda Boyer | Mar 29, 2022 | Memories
At 99 she was Scrabble QueenBeating the young and the oldAnd everyone in betweenWith tiara perched atop her headShe counted up her pointsThe game she always ledLorinda Boyer “My name is Esther,” her blue eyes focus on me, then past me. Ringlets of white hair...
