I’m having a hard-ish week. I say “hard-ish,” because really, every week is hard. So regular hard is pretty easy for me. But this past week (see, I’m already willing it to be over) has been harder-than-normal-hard. But not unbearably hard. Just hard-ish. 1. Not sure it it’s the increase in coffee, or the crappy… Continue reading working through some kinks
In the list, as they are so efficient! Picked apples. Good GRAVY, how have I lived in NY for 5 years and not ever picked and eaten Honey Crisp?? They are worth $1 a pound (over .50 more than the other varieties). I’m going back tomorrow to get more. I have eaten FIVE today. Ran… Continue reading weekend report
1: number of hours it took me this morning to run three miles with Little J on his bike. We stopped to throw rocks in the river, to look at every spider crossing the road, and at several intervals to simply rest. “We have to rest, Momma. You’re tired.” It was lovely. 12: number of… Continue reading running the numbers
Gotta love the MacBook screen flash in the glasses. Doesn’t seem like I’ve been fatter, ever, either, from the looks of this. That’s what happens when you trade running for a chair in front of a machine. And it takes more food to sustain the sitting in the chair than it does to run for… Continue reading never been shorter, ever
I have been making substantial headway on my research. So much so, that I no longer need material incentives. Plus, I think the sheer weight of my hair is causing it to fall out excessively. I dread brushing it; washing it makes showering a 10 minute affair (which in my books is gluttonous). I’ve decided… Continue reading the re-neg
I’m up so late writing that I forget what day it is, and then I stand up my running buddy the next morn. When faced with an extra hour, I write–used to be, I’d run. I did run the Bud Run last Saturday. I ran with J on her first 10K and she did well;… Continue reading i’m working. this is how you know.
Reading this morning through my aggregator, I came upon a quick post by Tom Green over at Runner’s Lounge about his taper for the Chicago Marathon, which is the same day as our Mohawk Hudson River Marathon, (which is also H’s birthday). I had two reactions: 1) how come we are not on the final… Continue reading a quandry