Category Archives: RunningPretty

The End of the Line

Here is where the sidewalk ends.  “It’s not passable this time,” I think as I stop short at the edge of the water at about mile three of my regular seven-mile loop that takes me through the state park and … Continue reading

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The Unintended Consequence

“No matter what, you have to be real,” said my good friend and triathlete Erin when I asked for her advice on starting a blog.  “No one will read your writing if they don’t believe you are giving them all … Continue reading

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For the Love of Running

It’s Thursday.  Speed day according to my tried-and-true Hal Higdon training schedule ever-present on my refrigerator.  I consider myself a purist when it comes to training – non-technical and simple.  I love the feeling of crossing off the day’s training … Continue reading

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I Am Not Afraid

The wind is whipping from all directions as Frank Sinatra’s “New York, New York” blares from the speakers at the base of the Verrazano–Narrows Bridge.  In about two minutes, my wave will make its way to the official starting line … Continue reading

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Pretty in Pink

It is still nighttime-dark and very quiet at 5 a.m. on this Sunday, September 29.  But waking up seems unusually easy.  You see, today instead of getting ready to run my long Sunday training run in preparation for the upcoming … Continue reading

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A Mid-Summer’s Nightmare

The cave is musty and damp and dark.  I cannot make out the other people – just shapes in the shadows – but there are dozens.  All I know is that I should feel scared but strangely, I am unusually … Continue reading

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Running Skirt Reboot

Marketing.  It’s what I’m supposed to be good at.  I’ve studied it, made a pretty decent career out of it, and really enjoy it.  So why am I so terrible at putting it into practice with my own endeavors?  I … Continue reading

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You are the Good

That night, I crawled into bed, stretched out my aching legs, and scrolled through my text messages.  Even though I had tried to respond to each one of them as soon as I could, I wanted to re-read them all.  … Continue reading

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Brother and the B

“You know, you qualified for Boston right?”  This was the way the conversation started with my brother Ross after I ran my first marathon at age 40.  I couldn’t comprehend what he was saying.  I was exhausted.  Not so much … Continue reading

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Running Away from the Violence [Part 3]

[Maybe I shouldn’t have run.]  That’s the thought that keeps rudely interrupting every thought I’ve had since the bombings at the Boston Marathon.  When I started writing this series, I never expected that part three would be such a literal … Continue reading

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