That’s what I did … when I signed up for the Chicago Marathon.I filled out the registration form and navigated away from it 7 times (yes, I counted) before I hit the ‘Submit’ button.I let the active.com session expire 4 times before I hit the ‘Submit’ button.I drove the husband nuts by alternating between elation and self-doubts while on the registration form.I caused my blood pressure to shoot through the roof when I finally got the confirmation email.I was among…
The Disney Princess Half Marathon. Me, the anti-princess mom got swallowed by the Disney marketing magic (it was the promise of a Tiara medal that did it for me). The kidlet’s 5th birthday was the same week and I convinced the husband to celebrate it in Disney and I was waiting for this day like a giddy schoolgirl. It started the day before as went to the Wide World of Sports for the Expo. The expo was…
Who knew that behind this tomboy lurked a Princess! When it came time to decide on what Princess I was, I felt I was more Mulan than anyone else. Mulan is clumsy as a girl, but brave and in the midst of action when she dresses up as a boy. But … unfortunately, Mulan wasn’t offered as an option. So I settled on Jasmine – sheltered as a Princess, but plucky when she goes out into the real world. (I…
Long lost memories came flooding back with this DailyMile question. I wonder if any of my school friends will stumble on this and get a good chuckle out of it. The year was 1987. I was 11 years old and in 7th grade (Eek! I just dated myself!). With nerdy glasses and a nose buried among books, I was never athletic. But that particular year, for reasons best not disclosed to the general public, I wanted to try anything and everything….
Snotty nose, achy & stiff legs, sneezing all takes a toll. Mentally and Physically. When the weekend rolled around – should I do my long run? Or call it a rest week? I have been battling a cold (among other things) for the past 2 weeks. I drudged through last weekend’s 11 mile run and felt blah. This week, I set off for an intended 12miles. A mile and a half into the run and I was feeling miserable. My…
This article from WSJ got me thinking – A Workout Ate my Marriage My mind first flew back 3 years. The husband has been a runner for a long time, getting serious in Melbourne in 2005. When we got back to Atlanta, my life was overrun by juggling an infant and jobs and everything else in between. The husband on the other hand, went out for runs when he felt like it. I resented it. I don’t know if I…