In our ongoing quest to check items off our runner’s bucket list, Chrissy and I headed south to take on Sunday's Walkway over the Hudson half. Due to the crazy early start time (7:00 a.m. with a suggested arrival time of 90 minutes earlier), we drove down Saturday evening and enjoyed a few hours of … Continue reading Walkway over the Hudson Half Marathon – 6/11/17
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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
Seven Sisters, 2017
When Chrissy and I registered and participated in this race last year, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. It wasn't until after I committed to the event that I read online that this particular course is considered to be the most technical trail race in New England. It was probably best … Continue reading Seven Sisters, 2017
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!
Albany – it’s the most wonderful time of the year
As I close in on 30 years as a resident, I still find myself charmed by Albany. Don’t get me wrong, there are things that make me insane (folks who double park when there is an available space, I’m talking to you!), but I continue to fall in love with my adopted city. Yeah, that’s … Continue reading Albany – it’s the most wonderful time of the year
Peace, love and cupcakes – Woodstock, N.Y.
Yesterday I headed down to Woodstock to meet the girls for a little shopping and some catch up time. Although I had been down that way just a couple of weeks ago for a show in Bearsville, it felt like far too long since I’ve simply walked around town and checked out the shops. If … Continue reading Peace, love and cupcakes – Woodstock, N.Y.
British Invasion
On my very first trip to Europe, in 1988, I made a new friend, A. He was wearing leather bike gear, with a scruffy face and charming English accent. The attraction was immediate. We made a connection that led to numerous transatlantic flights and were lucky enough to explore a few amazing cities together. It's … Continue reading British Invasion
