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The Balancing Act of All or Nothing
Photo by James Jordan
I have always had trouble with balance in every sense of the word. I’m a klutz extraordinaire but I’m an all or nothing type of girl in every aspect of my life. I either don’t sleep at all or I’m exhausted. I need to workout every day or I’m a slug on the couch. I can be a social butterfly or I “need to be alone”. I give with my whole heart in everything I do. It’s a problem being so polar sometimes. It may be the reason I’ve burnt myself out of most every job I’ve ever had. […]
Thick As A Brick
I am an athlete wanna-be. I ran a marathon in 2009 (which is a story for another post at another time for sure) and various other small races after that time but for the most part I’ve been on a terrible cycle of training for a races and then getting injured. I’ve pulled out of 3 half-marathons in the past 3 years due to injury and re-injury.
Start line for 5K
This past weekend there was a 5K/10K and 1K Kids Race in my new CA town. I figured it would be an easy race and great way to start off December fitness-wise. The Wild Boy had been dying to do another race (He did one last September and loved it) and this seemed perfect.
I’ve had some pretty lousy runs as of late (my 5M Turkey Trot was an absolute bust) but I thought my last few months of indoor cycling and my recent brick (15 mins cycling followed by 30 minutes of running) was great this past week so I was actually looking forward to my 5K race this Saturday.
Let it be known that while I’m not even close to a triathlete, I’ve been pretty proud to be able to do a brick relatively injury-free as of late.
Intention
I’ve had many intentions for getting this blog off the ground but I’ve let life get in the way a bit.
I’m letting this December 1st be my declaration of my intention to blog every day for the next 31 days.
I have learned in the past few weeks that if you want to make something happen, then you must make it happen. I’ve talked about setting this blog up for months but have done little with it. Today, I do more with my […]
Taking A Look Around
I haven’t posted in a short while because I’m working on something pretty important to my heart and soul (but that’s another post) but I did make it home to New York after all.
My husband arrived in New York before the Wild Boy and I arrived. Surprisingly enough, my neighborhood in Brooklyn was largely untouched (except for a few trees down on some streets and in Prospect Park). A neighbor said it best when she said, “I didn’t even lose cable.”
This was in great contrast to my good friend in Jersey City, NJ who lost her entire renovated basement, lost power for quite a few days, and had no water for over two weeks.
I reconnected with a very old friend from JHS via Facebook who lives on Long Island and she lost everything. FEMA declared her house uninhabitable but wouldn’t have a place for her and her 3 children until mid-December. I offered her my apartment in Brooklyn for as long as she needed. She was appreciative but could not due to the far distance from the epicenter of her and family’s lives.
I had very different plans for my trip home then (or is it than?) I actually experienced. The plans were self-indulgent and a bit frivilous in a post-Sandy New York.
Heart in NY, Body in LA – Part Deux
The infamous Coney Island Cyclone.
I can’t believe the emotional roller coaster I feel that I’ve been on regarding the #Sandyaftermath. The pull to be in New York, in my city, has been strong but the fear of what it will be like to actually be there is scary.
I follow a lot of fitness bloggers/tweeters and to see that the NYC ING Marathon was on….and then wasn’t (with the palpable passion surrounding both sides of the coin) added to my angst. I feel awful for many of my running friends that trained for the epic event, I do feel that the cancellation was the right thing to do. That’s about all I’ll say about this controversy at this time. Too much drama already.
Heart In NY, Body In LA
It is very surreal for me not to be in New York right now. All day yesterday listening and watching the news about Superstorm Sandy (and constantly checking Twitter and Facebook updates) definitely made me feel so very far from the place I still call home.
My apartment in Brooklyn is the place I’ve lived the longest in my entire life. Being so literally far removed from the place that has been my heart and soul for over 15 years was (and is) very disconcerting. I know that I would have been cooped up in said small apartment and complained that I was stuck inside going stir crazy but to be in California where it was (and is) sunny and 80 degrees feels like a betrayal to friends, family and even my very own self.
I was in New York for 9/11 and will never forget the sights, sounds, smells and stories of that day and the many days following. It was a very special time in a very special city. […]