We Are Always On A Team

For the past few months, I had been training for my third half marathon. Because I like to incorporate a trip with my half marathons, as a way to celebrate all the hard work, I choose different destinations to run. This year, I chose the More Fitness All Women’s Half Marathon in New York City’s Central Park on Sunday, April 14, 2013.  It was a beautiful morning. A perfect morning to run. The kind of morning I had hoped it would be while training on my treadmill. While Mother Nature delivered her best, my body didn’t cooperate. I had been…

The Things We Tell Ourselves

In my mind, until recently, I told myself I was 29. I’m not, really, but I thought by playing this (what I now know is a limiting) game I was sparing myself from the aging process. Yep. I tricked myself into believing if I told myself I was 29, that somehow I would permeate the age and others wouldn’t find the notion of me being “perpetually 29” so shocking. The game was: If I Could Pull It Off, Then I Am. After much deliberation, and more and more evidence from Mother Nature, I have come around to embracing and celebrating…

Springing Into A New Wonder Woman Definition

I am a creature of habit. About this time, year after year, I more than yearn for spring…I twitch. The long-lasting effects of winter, snow, grey permeate my psyche for more than the season; and come March, my sunshine antsy-ness morphs into a whirling dervish creation of new projects that have been dormant under winter’s gloom. Every March, I kid you not, with the idea of a new, springy beginning, part of me thinks I am Wonder Woman and can tackle a bazillion projects at one time. This year is no exception. However this year, Mother Nature decided she wanted me,…

Love’s Joyful Intoxication

Like, lust, love. Whatever “L” word fits your bill, I wanted to talk about all those feel good feelings we have all, hopefully, experienced at one time or another in our lives. And if you’ve ever been there, submerged in a place where pesky suddenly turns into endearing, then you know how challenging it can be to see clearly; to think clearly. Yep. When cupid’s arrow hits, you tend to forget there may be a wound at the puncture point and focus solely on what feels good, rather than what might be good for you. Ah…don’t beat yourself up about…

“Barbecuing”

I had some great fun during a recent conversation with my West Coast SB. It has been quite some time since we had a good old fashioned conversation and I can tell you it felt as great as slipping into fresh sheets: clean, but laced with potential torridity. This time was just as true to form. We caught up on all the new and not so new things in our lives: his job change; my need for balance. We had fun discussing good news about mutual friends. I listened through the tough stuff of learning his mother’s cancer has returned…

Connections

I took the last couple of weeks off from writing to be with myself, family and thoughts. The holidays, if you read my last post, were a bit somber and I needed the time for reflection and regrouping. We all have those times, don’t we? And I’m at an age where I understand the importance of honoring those moments with time rather than plowing through. Have any of you ever done that? Plow through feeling rather than taking time to connect with them? I ask because I used to do this all the time. My thought was if I pushed…

A New Year’s Resolution

“No matter what is on the outside, it’s never as much as what’s in.” – Fred Rogers I recently found myself watching a 1982 episode of “Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood.”  It just happened to be on while I was flipping channels. C’mon, you know as well as I do that if you catch something on TV that you hadn’t seen in a while, you stop to tune in. I usually stop when I run across “Mary Tyler Moore,” “Maude,” “All In The Family” and even “CHiPs”…yes, “CHiPs” (I am a sucker for the cheesy dialogue and the tight, early 1980s uniforms). But this time it was “Mr. Rogers’…

Kindness Connections

Last year, about this time, I put together a post which was a parody of the 12 Days of Christmas. It was fun to write and appears to be getting quite a bit of attention lately. Great! Many thanks. This year, I’m changing gears a bit and focusing less on material gifts received once a year and more on the long-term gifts a Sunday Boyfriend can offer. The Sunday Boyfriend motto: Comfortable. Always there for you. That sums up what a Sunday Boyfriend should be in a nutshell. But what it doesn’t come right out and say is that there…

The Bitchy Boss

I recently had lunch with two very dear friends; friends I had not seen since our days at my first “real” job. I say “real” because I had plenty of jobs before this one, but this is the first gig where I got to sink my teeth into writing. I had not seen these two marvelous women in quite some time, but our mid-day rendezvous was as familiar and comfortable as my favorite Chuck Taylors. During our catch-up conversation, we recalled our glory days of working long hours for little pay in a startup non-profit. Make no mistake, it was hard…

My Own Personal Thoreau Experiment

Can I do this? This is the question I have been repeating over and over for a while now. Now I realize my definition of “a while” may differ from yours, but it’s safe to say I’ve been mulling over this idea for longer than a minute. It has become clearer and crystal clearer to me that I like texting. A lot. And I admit to you that I have also fallen victim to checking/changing/updating/liking others’ Facebook statuses a bit too much as well. Yep…just a bit. The scenario is always the same: I have a minute so I’ll see…