Day 11 is my breaking point, I texted to my best friend. I put down the phone, reached across to the passenger seat for my purse and fumbled through it for my big sunglasses. I could feel the tears were moments away. I wanted to hide them from all the other parents. Continue reading
Good Morning from New York! I love this week’s list. I also love that I’m spending the next few days in here with my newly minted 5 year old.
Being here with my little buddy gives me the perfect excuse to shamelessly explore NYC like a kid. Here are the other things making me happy… Continue reading
I’ve never been a fan of the phrase Bucket List. It’s so morbid. It sends the message: what am I going to do before I die?
Lately I’ve been thinking it would be better named the Live Life List: what am I going to do while I’m here?
Whatever you call it – we’ve all got some version of it. Continue reading
Happy Monday! The picture above makes me smile! Saturday we had a lovely time just watching the horses! “Just”…it also included a long walk carting lots of stuff, sweating through our clothes and a melt-down (later described by the 4 year old as him being “grumpy”) on the way to the car, but still worth it.
Themes, consistency, patterns…they all make me super happy so Continue reading
There are some pros and cons about being a first born rule follower. Con: I can be predictable. Pro: I can set my own rules around things I want / know I need to do and then I have to do them because as a rule follower, I am obligated.
When it comes to working out, the seasons have always been constant. After Halloween, the days get noticeably darker. After Thanksgiving, the days get noticeably colder. After New Years, there is no escaping the coldness and the darkness, unless I head inside to the gym.
The outdoors, with its green trees, blue skies and sunshine, is so much sexier than the gym. In the winter, enjoying these outdoor sights becomes elusive with its 14 hours of daily darkness. The winter is also temperamental with snowstorms, wind chills of -5 and ice.
On the other hand, the gym is the good guy your parents want you to marry. Continue reading
Saturday morning, as soon as I got out of bed, I put on my running clothes – even my running shoes (Trick #1, more below). I was ready to go!
Except outside it was cloudy and misting rain. It looked chilly. I’ll just have a cup of coffee, then I’ll go – I told myself.
Coffee made. But these little boys. They’re so cute. I’ll go after they finish playing.
“Hurry up!” a voice yelled as I ran across a busy intersection. Panicked, I looked up to see a girlfriend’s wide smile, cheering me on as she drove by. I straightened my shoulders, lengthened my stride and smiled inside.
The quick encouragement made me feel strong. Half a mile later in my run, I was coming down a long hill. I spotted a mom with a jogging stroller at the bottom of the hill about to embark on the steep climb. BadA$$, I thought to myself.