I have never pretended to be the outdoor type. My husband, on the other hand, IS. I recently became brave and asked him if he'd like to try snowshoeing with me. He agreed, so we both got some shiny new snowshoes for Christmas. In November. It took a while before we had some snow (and … Continue reading Trying snowshoeing
This podcast by Jodi Flynn (Women Taking the Lead) with Joe DeSena caught my eye because 1. I love Jodi's Podcasts and 2. My nieces and nephew just completed a Spartan Race (not the first for some of them). Much of the conversation really resonated with me! I was shocked, because whenever I hear about … Continue reading Spartanized
Trying something new
I have not been practicing yoga much these past few weeks, since my yoga teacher (you know who you are!) moved to NC . I drove the road to North Berwick to get to yoga, about a half hour away, over and over and over, and was happy to do it. I wasn't familiar with … Continue reading Trying something new
I got up early on the Sunday of Daylight Savings Time, the way I (almost) always do. Time to make the donuts... No wait! That's not right! Time to feed the chickens....I threw on my coat over my PJ's and bumped into my daughter on the way out. She said she was getting in the … Continue reading Lemons
One brave thing, part 2
I went to the Aqua Yoga class on Monday morning, despite my trepidation. I got my big girl pants on (read: found a bathing suit that fit) and I went. I pulled up to the door at 8:59am. This is significant because usually I am at least a half an hour early for everything. Because … Continue reading One brave thing, part 2
50: The year I got old
I was thinking about how I have been in a funk these past several weeks, when I realized, no, it's actually been several months now that I've been feeling this way. I realized what is partly affecting my mood and my decisions is this: I feel old. My skin looks old. All of my joints … Continue reading 50: The year I got old
Ode to snow, part 2
My thoughts wandered, fueled by cold and the discomfort of muscles that are rarely used screaming their displeasure at being exploited in the manner required by shoveling. I remember being handed a shovel and instructions to go "do the front steps" of our house. We had a house with 14 concrete steps at that time. … Continue reading Ode to snow, part 2
Back in the saddle again. Not.
I was thinking that now that the kids are back in school, I should resume my walking routine. I used to walk 3 miles or so every morning around 6:45am, before I did anything else...even before I went to the gym or yoga class. I did it every day just like clockwork. Until I stopped. … Continue reading Back in the saddle again. Not.
I was walking my route other morning when I heard an animal noise from behind me. I was passing the pig sty (literal, not figurative) that is on the street adjacent to mine right at the side of the road, so of course I knew it was a pig. These pigs also routinely jump the … Continue reading Pig aggression
So, my 3 mile, 30 minute morning walking route? It's really only 2.14 miles and takes me 34 minutes to walk it. How do I know this? I downloaded an app to my iPhone called RunKeeper (and NO, I NEVER run but it tracks lots of activities in the free version) and walked my usual … Continue reading Betrayed
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