Resolution Revision

I could come up with a whole host of excuses why my first race of the new year was nearly six minutes slower than my 10K PR. The roads were icy. The humidity was harsh. I’d stayed out too late the evening before drinking cider, playing Jenga and forcing my friend Davy to wear aContinue reading “Resolution Revision”

The Final Countdown

A lot can change in a month. One month is enough time for the moon to orbit the entire Earth, or so my advanced degree in astrophysics has led me to believe. One month is enough time for — count ’em — eleven magazines to pile up next to my bed in the vain hopeContinue reading “The Final Countdown”

In the Same Boat

My father and I have innumerable things in common – our alma mater, our sense of humor, our appreciation of ABC’s 1990s Friday night line-up, our uncanny ability to down a 32-ounce baseball steak in one sitting – but when it comes to our favorite past times, we start to diverge. While I see noContinue reading “In the Same Boat”

Spice of Life

I eat oatmeal for breakfast nearly every morning, a home-packed salad for lunch nearly every noon*, greek yogurt for snack every afternoon and some version of the same 10 dishes every evening come suppertime. *Confession: More like 10:30 a.m. This impatient girl’s lunch has never once survived to see the elusive p.m. hours. Even whenContinue reading “Spice of Life”

New Year’s Resolutions, or Not

A favorite tool of motivational phrase writers and the Denver Broncos alike, failure is purportedly a useful means to self improvement. “The only real failure in life is the failure to try.” “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.” “Shoot for the moon. If you miss, you’ll still be among the stars.” Sounds nice, sure,Continue reading “New Year’s Resolutions, or Not”

Three’s a Crowd

It’s been said that bad news comes in threes, and when it comes to loops of Central Park, I can personally corroborate that that is, in fact, the case. One 6-mile loop is positively sublime, navigating the park-goer past such noteworthy landmarks as the Loeb Boathouse, the Sheep’s Meadow and the Tavern on the Green.Continue reading “Three’s a Crowd”

Maintaining Fitness in Margaritaville

This morning, my boyfriend and I are off to the island of Puerto Rico, which I can only assume in Spanish means “more fried plantains, please.” I’ve been to Puerto Rico twice before — in 2008 for the spring break of a lifetime with the creepiest friends I know and just last year for aContinue reading “Maintaining Fitness in Margaritaville”