Will Run For Eggs (Okay, I’m totally lying, but if they’re in a pie crust…)

September 11, 2014

Today, I spent an hour and a half obsessing about a slice of quiche. I’m a little embarrassed by this admission, but not because it gives you more evidence of my food compulsion. Rather, I’m embarrassed because my extended reverie was about an egg pie! And there is nothing cool or sexy about that – […]

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Change Is Good, They Say. Okay, But There Better Be Chocolate.

August 26, 2014

As summer winds down, I have hit a bit of a melancholy funk. One child is moving abroad, the other will start his last year of undergrad and then leave for a Ph.D. program. One of my dearest friends, and best running buddies, has moved far away and my passion for running competitively is waning. […]

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Sunny Days and Tuesdays Always Get Me…

August 19, 2014

My summer has consisted of a lot of running, a lot of eating and a lot of “getting things done”. Basically, it’s been a mixed bag. I don’t really mind running errands. I enjoy being out and about, driving around the city, on the move. But, after a couple of months of this, I realized […]

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Water, God, and the Perfect Handstand

July 13, 2014

As much as I love to run, my moments of perfection are usually in the water. The ocean. The pool. When I am in Los Angeles, I swim at the Rose Bowl Aquatic Center, the site of the 1984 Olympics, and when I am in El Paso, I swim in my backyard. I love both […]

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Running Away Should Be Mandatory

July 2, 2014

Coming back to Texas always requires a little bit of “re-entry” readjustment. The heat. The altitude. The busy-ness. It always takes me a couple of weeks to acclimate. I have to reorganize my training and my schedule. I have to reorganize my brain. In LA, I’m pretty much on my own during the week. My […]

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My Once in a Lifetime

June 19, 2014

My once in a lifetime Spartathlon dream has come to an abrupt end. Did you hear the whimper? When I applied for the race, I had no idea my son would be going to school in London in the fall. When he received his acceptance letter, I was overjoyed (okay, equal parts freaked out and […]

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