Image via the lovely Lindsey Kent of PictoursParis Monday evening I did a kid swap at the metro with my husband and headed into Paris to meet up with 120+ people to run in honor of those affected by the attacks at the Boston Marathon. I needed to run, to be with people who have…
The Ducks of Sandy Hook Elementary Normally this is a six-word post (linking up with Toddler Summer), but I wanted to share with you all this amazing thing that a friend from the US shared with me. From The Ducks Of Sandy Hook Elementary Facebook Page: “I am assigned to the Sandy Hook School as the…
I have an uncanny ability to vacillate between misreading a person the first I meet them to 100% pegging their personalities. This hasn’t been useful in my years as a therapist, or during college. My college experiences varied greatly, mainly due to anxiety issues at age 19. I had been living on campus at an…
I ran for the first time in a while alone, never finding the usual rhythm to settle in and enjoy myself. My new sneakers didn’t feel right, my earbuds kept slipping, I wore too many clothes. My thoughts overcame my stride, harder and harder with each step. I hate runs like that because they make…
Hi. I’m here…. not sure where to begin or how to put it all into words. What’s the right progression, what should be shared first…. where do I begin… First and foremost, I finished. I wasn’t the fastest time by a long shot, but I’m okay with that. I’ll do a full marathon post tomorrow,…
& the only prescription? To have hold a baby. Anyone have a newborn they can lend me so that I can get my fill? Honestly with all of the bumps and babies on Instagram, I am actually getting a bit of baby fever. I honestly never thought I’d say that again. Sometimes when I hold…
For all of the complaining and whining about missing home, running injuries, and the difficulties of being in France, I really do love it here despite what I might say. Je t’aime Paris. I love the community feel of my neighborhood; it makes the sting of missing family a little bit easier. I love meeting…
I don’t think you’re ready for these… compression socks. (Or my horribly ugly French slippers). Two weeks and two days. In 18 days I’ll head to a world I’ve only imagined, run further than I have ever run… Until recently I was seriously like, “I’ve got this.” But probably back in mid-January running became difficult…
Four days away from my husband and son and within only a few hours it’s like I never left. I’m okay with that. After a few difficult family trips which resulted in arguments, tough nights sharing one room for sleeping, and a whole lot of missed opportunities, my husband and I decided that some vacations…
Linking up today with Sarah at Toddler Summer for her “Six Word Wednesday” post. My sister-in-law was my best friend first, meeting her in high school after eventually getting over the initial fear of possibly pissing her off (she was kind of intimidating at first!). Eight years later she stood up for me and her…
