I’m only 31. An older man this weekend thought I couldn’t be much older than 21. Yet at a recent NYU event full of undergrads, I wasn’t IDed while getting an adult beverage (even though others had been). I’m actually not too concerned about getting old – as the “baby” in my family – I […]Read more "Youthful Aging"
And with that, I’m halfway there – 9 weeks down, 9 weeks to go. I’m grateful to say my body is feeling good, haven’t had any major aches or pains, and I pray it stays that way. This past weekend was a doozy though. I celebrated my final summer Friday at work by kicking off […]Read more "The Glass is Half Full"
I’ve despised Albany ever since I first visited in 2000. My brother was going to check out SUNY Albany, and I was along for the ride, as well as my beloved Goofy doll who went everywhere with me (even though I was the ripe age of 13). After showering in our hotel, I came out […]Read more "One if by Land, Two if By Sea"
As a high school athlete, I didn’t worry about pace during training runs. Typically, we were told to run for a certain amount of time. Which on occasion meant running off campus to Ralph’s Ices for delicious cream ices (ice cream backwards), walking back a bit, and then running the rest of the way so […]Read more "Your Most Important Relationship as a Runner"
At 4:23 on Sunday morning, my eyes peered open. I debated for a moment if I should rise or wait until my 4:30 alarm. Something about that unnatural ringing always leaves me a bit grouchy, and I needed to cream cheese my bagel, so up I went. My boyfriend graciously arose to give me a […]Read more "Panic in the Atlantic"