Next week, when I’m in California.

(I just like saying that. Wink.) Christmas, the year and the decade will all end. I’ll be traveling with a companion for the first time in a long time. My Jewish mom will meet my Jewish boyfriend, to put it in its most simple terms. We’ll spend two hours soaking in springs heated by the … Continue reading Next week, when I’m in California.

(The) freedom of obligation

Wow, January! You were really something. During your calendar page time, I made my way home from California, spent an evening with friends in New Paltz and had a quick getaway to Miami Beach. There were numerous runs, some yoga, lots of golf course walks with Jeter and the first ski of the season. It … Continue reading (The) freedom of obligation

Where Hepburn and Tracy trysted

Trysted. What a word! Sometimes the state of language distresses me...folks don’t respect it enough to spell it or speak it correctly and the words we’ve added to English just don’t seem to have added much really. Like “hooking up,” for instance. But, I digress. Let’s get to where Hepburn and Tracy trysted! During my … Continue reading Where Hepburn and Tracy trysted

Joshua Tree and the miracle of hot springs

When I travel I refuse to overbook myself or make too many specific plans, preferring to be flexible because it’s vacation and having a rigid schedule sort of contradicts that concept for me. Prior to departing from home, I familiarize myself with some of the offerings and attractions available at my destination and try to … Continue reading Joshua Tree and the miracle of hot springs

Sometimes running makes me cry

The other afternoon I hit the hills for a hike/run. The sun was warm and I was comfortable in a tank top and capri length pants - a treat to someone who has been layering up in UnderArmour for the past couple of months. I made it up the first long, steep hill without pause, … Continue reading Sometimes running makes me cry