The New Year always brings a renewed sense of commitment, of plans, goals, changes. As I ran New Year’s morning, I was reminded again of this very important ritual we all seem to do. I ran a beautiful – albeit frigid – 12 mile run. The sun was out, but there was no warmth to be had.
Sunday, November 2, 2014
Moments before, I had been happily driving with my girlfriend – we were on our way to be inducted into a national honor fraternity ceremony at our college. She sat on the passenger side putting on her last touches of make up. I was driving, and I watched a man coming toward me with his blinker on. I looked in disbelief, he was so close to me, there was no way he could make the turn. And besides, I had the right of way.
That was my last thought. I have the right of way.
Friday, October 10, 2014
Thursday, September 18, 2014
Maybe that sounds a bit like a threat, or sarcastic… But I promise it is not.
I am the queen of failure. Meaning, I have tried and not succeeded at more than I really would like to think about – or admit.
But the big question we all face is not whether or how often we fail, but how often we get up and try again.
Thursday, August 21, 2014
Summer is a time for sand, huh? Well, per my usual M.O., I bring my sneakers everywhere. Including vacations or wherever I may be traveling to. Just the way it is.
Recently, I was sharing how I received a humility check in the form of a hill. Or at least what upstate New Yorkers refer to as a hill. I like to think of it as Mount Everest. Basically, it was me against the hill - my time slow, and my body ached. But I did feel stronger. And deeply humbled. It was a change in my running route.