According to me, my comfort zone has habitually been small. And dictated by strict regulations. And ruled by a scared and scarred and horrid little voice that warned that stepping out of bounds would bring…
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And behind the hijinks, this is a also a post that proves last week’s post completely true. Ah, how I love when life parodies art. But, seriously. The last 14 hours or so have certainly…
My eyeballs are very tired. They’ve been on overdrive this week. No, not from staring at my computer screen (though that’s pretty much all I’ve done). Or reading (too much work to do that). Or…
Once upon a time, many moons ago, I taught a yoga workshop at Kripalu about stability. In it, I took people through examples of the five basic groups of postures (standing, seated, supine, prone and…
8:07 time last night when I decided maybe I’d do a long run in the morning. 4:23 when I woke up. 5:05 when I started running. 700 milliliters of coconut water steadily poured down my…
I’ve been told that I’m exceedingly competitive. And it’s true. I love making bets. And I love winning them. (and conveniently forgetting about the ones I lose.) I’ve been known to challenge grown men who…
As I told you the other day, I just devoured and obsessively loved Born to Run by Christopher McDougall. I loved everything about it. I love that it literally pulled me out my door to…
There is this oddity that happens (my dad would categorize it under the ‘reversal theory’) with growing children. It goes like this: when they are extremely young (as in 4-6 months) they feel heavier when…
I waitressed for several years. Through college, through grad school. And I enjoyed it thoroughly. I loved how the time went by so fast, no watch-looking necessary. I loved how it was always new. I…
I just finished one of the best books I’ve ever laid hands, eyes and brain on: Born to Run by Christopher McDougall (Amazon affiliate link). Yes, it’s about running. But it’s also about people and…
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