Note: for suggested soundtrack for reading the following post click here. Despite my best attempts (hello, hefeweizen!), during quiet moments on this trip my mind has been busy. I suppose it's to be expected considering all of the things going on - in the world, during this trip and in my life. I had a … Continue reading This one very moment
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Packing – 2 hits and a miss
A couple of weeks before my trip I splurged on a pair of pricey slippers. When I say "pricey," I'm talking like more expensive than most of the shoes in my closet, not including Frye's and running shoes. Yes, they were a bit of an indulgence for sure. When they first came in the mail … Continue reading Packing – 2 hits and a miss
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
I travel to
Eat and drink Get away Gain perspective Be alone Find myself See new things Spend time with family Experience a different way of life How about you?
Deutschland, 2017
As our long awaited trip approaches, Quinn and I are both getting excited for our upcoming adventure. I'm kind of impressed with this kid's pick for his Mom & Me adventure - the Black Forest and Berlin, with a 2 day pit stop in Nuremberg, on my request, to break up the drive. This will … Continue reading Deutschland, 2017
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
Whole hog at The Purple Pig
One of the best parts of being a runner is the license it gives one to eat. Believe me, pushing through a ten mile run is a lot easier when you know that the evening's meal is a reward worth working towards. My second Chicago run led me along the lake, north of the Navy Pier … Continue reading Whole hog at The Purple Pig
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