Tag: exercise

October recap – Moms@Work

I can't believe another month has flown by!  Here's some of what I've been up to over at the timesunion.com. First, there was the politics of pasta. Then, I fell in love! Alas, my ship sailed. I put some pieces together. And recognized that I couldn't always do it myself. But, I can drive a … Continue reading October recap – Moms@Work →

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 →

Love and hate in the 518

Knowing me as you do, you can probably predict that there are far more things that I love about the Capital District than I hate. How about we just get the negatives on the table so we can get to the good stuff? I really hate the careless drivers I observe during my runs around … Continue reading Love and hate in the 518 →