Today was my second time running the Scottish Half Marathon and my second half marathon of the month. Unfortunately, I was a bit slower than last…
My crazy month of races began today with the Braemar Half Marathon – after forgoing last weekend’s planned 10K in favour of a wee ride on the choo-choo train. I am…
Today should be my Uncle King’s 53rd birthday. Only he left this world for the glory of Heaven a few days ago. I knew it…
Some days, I think about how lonely I am, and about how I want to find someone to share my life with. I think about…
As September is a month of races, I’ve decided that I should probably make August a month of training for races. And so, I’ve started the…
I’ve talked a few times about my desire to build healthy routines for myself, to get out and be more active, and, of course, to prioritise myself a bit lot more. And…
The Edinburgh Jazz and Blues Festival started on Friday, setting the tone (pun intended) for my weekend. I admit that the weekend has been slightly less active…
Over the last several months, I got into the habit of wearing jeans most days. And that slowly led to jeans and a casual top.…
As part of my plan to have more adventures – even if I have to have them alone – I picked up a programme for the Edinburgh Jazz and Blues Festival.…
For nearly two years now, I’ve been experiencing an extreme amount of stress. Some days and weeks have been harder than others, but there hasn’t…
Regular Just Frances readers may have noticed that I haven’t been writing regularly lately. In fact, they may have noticed that I’ve had a couple…
I want to have adventures. Ideally, I want to have some of those adventures with someone I love. Or at least I’d like to have some…
Yesterday was my third running of the Edinburgh Half Marathon. It wasn’t my best showing, but it wasn’t my worst. But I’m actually really pleased with my time…
I mentioned a while back that my life was suffering because I was unable (and in some ways, unwilling) to set a few routines for myself. So…
Clutter is everywhere. It’s in our closets. It’s in our kitchen cupboards. It’s in our bathroom cabinets. It’s in our desk drawers. It’s in our…
I spoke the other day about the higher-than-normal levels of personal stress I’m experiencing, and that I feel I need a break from my current way of…
Life is hard these days and sometimes I wonder what my limits are. Sometimes I wonder how many more disappointments and frustrations I can manage…
I spent the day walking to-and-from Edinburgh’s Royal Mile, following the various closes, wynds, and steps as I went along. The initial inspiration came from a post on Healthy Edinburgh’s…
I think one of the hardest things about dating as a widow(er) is the guilt that comes along with it. Worse is that some of…
Dating is hard. Dating in your late 30s and early 40s is hard. Dating as a widow is hard. And trying to do all three…