Category: running

Last Run and a good run

This past weekend may have been close to perfect.  One of my favorite girls arrived prior to the snow and we settled in to an afternoon of satisfying household tasks.  There was cooking, roasting and baking.  A tree was agreed upon and chopped down, by me. Later, it was beautifully decorated, not by me.  I … Continue reading Last Run and a good run →

Metaphors for life and random confessions

aka - thoughts from a run The sidewalks were slick tonight with ice and nuisance snow.  Not quite enough to shovel, but too much to ignore. Life can be a slippery path at times, but like the ice, it was just a caution - not a discouragement. Forge ahead.  It's the right direction. I love … Continue reading Metaphors for life and random confessions →

Another squirrel story!

After my previous post, in which I confessed to holding a grudge against some  squirrels, you might be surprised to learn that I spent some time last weekend running a trail race called the Squirrelly Six.  All I can say is this: I mentally made it a grey squirrel rather than the despised red squirrel … Continue reading Another squirrel story! →

Reflections from a full moon run

October's Hunter's Full Moon run with the Lunar Bitches had a lot going on.  It had been an entire month since we had all been together and life moves fast.  We all have children and full time jobs (+) and relationships to maintain and we are definitely busy. Our runs are generally an easy combination … Continue reading Reflections from a full moon run →

Albany Urban (redhead) Raid 2013

When was the last time you leaped hurdles? Climbed a knotted rope? Swung on monkey bars? If you're anything like me and your response is "middle school," last Saturday's Urban Raid in downtown Albany would have given you an opportunity to revisit those glory days. Minus the one-piece polyester P.E. uniform, of course. This event … Continue reading Albany Urban (redhead) Raid 2013 →

Minnewaska must mean “beautiful” in Native American

In what feels like a previous lifetime, my girlfriends and I would meet in the mountains outside of New Paltz for our annual hike.  There were years before the babies came, and even a couple of years after the oldest of the babies were born, when we would simply amble along a path by the … Continue reading Minnewaska must mean “beautiful” in Native American →