Category: running

When you want to run forever

Sometimes the hardest part of a run is getting your sneakers on. You know, just finding the time and the motivation to get out and get it done. Often, that first mile just feels endless as tight muscles loosen and lungs gasp to find their rhythm. I've learned to endure these sensations, knowing that it's … Continue reading When you want to run forever →

Sweat, sauna, suds

I know there's some kind of Jersey saying about gym, tan and something else, but I'm a New York girl, not a New Jersey one, so my trio of activities is a bit different. First, I took a run. In all honesty, I wasn't too excited about getting outside again not knowing what the weather … Continue reading Sweat, sauna, suds →

Easter – a new covenant

When I was a child, Easter meant a new dress and shoes, chocolate for breakfast and ham for dinner and maybe an egg hunt. Those were good days, but there was never a better Easter than the one I had this year. The day started with mass in the magnificent cathedral in Neustadt. This was … Continue reading Easter – a new covenant →

Celebrate Life – even in 5 degrees!

Yesterday was a day I was not looking forward to - the forecast for frigid weather, the loss of an hour, the long bus ride… I had a few moments when I even considered bailing on the half marathon I had committed to running, but I dug deep and found the motivation to get my … Continue reading Celebrate Life – even in 5 degrees! →

Lola Shine(s) at the Hangar

I’m not exactly certain how it happened, but February flew right by me. I’m cutting myself some slack since it’s a short month filled with 2 Fabulous Lilly Boy birthdays, a major restaurant holiday and a week of vacation, but still…I wish there were a couple of more days to do even more things. My … Continue reading Lola Shine(s) at the Hangar →

NYC observations

It's a weird February when the snow drops are in bloom and the daffodils are already 5" high in Central Park. Speaking of things that are a weird height, the cool guys were all wearing pants that we would have called "floods (short for floodwaters)" back in the day. Lots of exposed ankles. In general, … Continue reading NYC observations →