Many months ago, I stated my intentions to run After the Leaves Have Fallen, my first half marathon. Now I know there are some people who don't follow through on intentions, but, that's not my way. I said it, I meant it and I was committed to doing it, despite the fact that I recently … Continue reading The leaves fell, I didn’t
Category: road trips
I didn’t know
The first time I remember wanting to be a runner I was about 12 or 13. It seemed like such a cool thing to do - put your sneakers on and a pair of nylon, fluorescent colored shorts (it was the 80s) and just GO. I was infatuated with the idea, but, as I've come … Continue reading I didn’t know
Let’s make every day Cider Sunday!
Wouldn't it be cool if you could close your eyes and read at the same time? Since that isn't possible, read the next few sentences and then close your eyes for a moment and imagine the picture I'm trying to paint for you... A gorgeously sunny afternoon in early autumn. Blue skies with the occasional … Continue reading Let’s make every day Cider Sunday!
Can I have your number?
I went to NYC yesterday evening to see Robert Plant and his band the Sensational Shape Shifters. It's been a hectic week and it was so nice to cut loose a little and slow down for the night. Incidentally, what does it mean, when my life is so busy, that I go to the city … Continue reading Can I have your number?
Running into Grace
Driving through 3 states to bring one's child to school would probably constitute as a full enough day for most, but, you know me, always looking to kick it up a notch. The four-mile Moonlight in Vermont race provided the perfect opportunity to extend Saturday right into Sunday, and got me into my 4th state … Continue reading Running into Grace
Letting go
Saturday was a big day and I'm not talking about American Pharaoh's upset up in Saratoga. No, it was the first day of my oldest son's adult life - he is officially a college freshman. Yesterday was Drop Off day, which might be better named Jump off a Cliff Day because that's what I felt … Continue reading Letting go
(Sometimes) I want to be alone
(Said in a Greta Garbo voice, pronouncing want vant.) As I sat on the train heading south to Hudson on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, I considered my decision to take the trip solo. I had made two attempts to find a companion for the day, but didn't find a taker. No worries whatsoever. I'd been … Continue reading (Sometimes) I want to be alone
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