I decided the other morning that I didn’t need coffee for my 90-minute commute. I’m still a fairly new coffee drinker, having found this magical elixir only about six months ago. (I’m one of those late adopters). After three days of no alarms and total gluttony from a long weekend, I braved the LA traffic… Read More
I’m sure you’re wondering why the heck would anyone want to run to Las Vegas. Well, I don’t really have an answer to that except that I guess it was something different and so why not? After my last marathon (Surf City Marathon) on Super Bowl Sunday, I decided that running and I needed an… Read More
2017 sped by like a freight train, quietly speeding by through the night. It seems like I blinked and now we are on the cusp of a new year. Again. As with every new year, a wave of reflection and intention setting permeates the air, like the smell of bacon that is present each morning… Read More
Many years ago, I was on a family vacation in Sequoia, a beautiful national park abundantly filled with massive trees and inviting lakes. One day, we were splashing about in one of the swimming holes and happened upon a small cliff that people were jumping from. Judging from the laughing and the revelry, everyone was having a… Read More
I turned 40 last month and with it came new things to ponder and focus my attention on. Responsible things like maybe I should start saving for retirement instead of getting more tattoos, or perhaps I should start wearing dresses where my hemline travels a few more inches south instead of what my pre-teen called… Read More
I’m finally at a point in my life where I feel like I truly respect myself. It only took 40 years. For much of my adult life, I thought I respected myself. I thought that I was okay with who I was, felt good(ish) about myself, and how people treated me. But I’ve come to realize… Read More
Apparently, the only time I’m able to muster enough motivation and energy to write is in the middle of the night when the Universe has jarred me awake in some unpleasant manner. And while I’d rather be asleep, here I am at 2:00 am, eyes swollen from hives and stomach churning in nausea, feeling just… Read More
Olympic runner Kara Goucher once said, “Nothing in my life has ever broken my heart the way running has. And yet I cannot breathe without it.” I thought about this quote as I sobbed loudly through mile 22, ignoring the concerned racers passing me with looks of understanding masking their own agonies. I was so dehydrated… Read More
“Never again, never again, never again, never again…” I chanted to myself at 2:00 am as I struggled to catch my breath in the cold night air, hopping over sidewalk bumps and trying my best to ignore the drunk man serenading me from across the street. Clutching the grimy pepper spray canister in my hand, I… Read More
I originally I wrote this post for fitted magazine, and later adapted and delivered it for a recent Toastmaster’s speech. In light of my third marathon coming up in a little over a week, I re-adapted the recounting of my first marathon experience for this post below. I’m not a huge fan of bananas. I… Read More