giving rise to action; staying fit and sane through running
(30 Weeks)
It was somewhere in Harlem when I stepped in a shin-deep puddle, a driving rain still falling all around me, that I wondered, What the hell were you thinking? You are going to get sick! You may even die! You are never doing this again!
Then about 35 or 40 minutes later, I crossed the finish line in Central Park as the skies cleared and the sun began to shine and I whispered to myself, you are going to do this so much better next time!
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(31 Weeks)
Monday, October 6th, began like any normal day – or as normal as our days had become that year. 2014. It was a roller coast of emotions. I had been diagnosed with breast cancer in March. Ran a sub-4-hour marathon in April. Had surgery in May. Our daughter graduated from 8th grade in June. By July, I was out of work, starting radiation treatment, and our lives were spiraling downward.
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(32 Weeks)
Growing up, I seemed to have an equal group of female friends and male friends. But thought boys were fun. They played in the dirt, liked sports, and showed up at my house with a hammer and nails when I suggested we build a treehouse. There was a family story about a time at the town’s Christmas tree lighting when I – likely 3 or 4 at the time – saw a pile of older boys, older meaning 6 or 7 probably, roughhousing. So, I ran over and jumped on top to the pile!
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(33 Weeks)
“OK Boomer” stings to those of a certain age. Those who 50 or 60 years ago were at the height of making their generation’s place in the world. They were the anti-establishment, anti-Vietnam, pro-Women’s Lib, Humphrey and McGovern supporting, long-haired hippy freaks, who supported Roe v. Wade, who my parents held in contempt.
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(34 Weeks)
September 11, 2001, was a turning point in my career. I was the Vice President at Bergen County’s United Way (New Jersey). If you’re not familiar with the area, we were right across the Hudson River from northern Manhattan and the skyline is visible from many points in our communities. As the news came in, I remember we all had a feeling of just wanting to gather our families close and hide in our homes.
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