I am now a married woman, on the eve of turning 35 and officially a MARATHONER as of one week ago. I remember a lot of people telling me how amazing it was going to be to say those words, I am a marathon runner. In actuality, the build-up and fear of failing (i.e. a… Continue reading THE Marathon – NYC or Bust
I have really had to learn how to ask for help over the last two weeks. That realization that I cannot do it on my own creates a physical reaction, almost like itchy skin after rolling around in the grass for too long as a kid. Or an adult. Whatever. The point is that I… Continue reading How many things can I add to my to-do list?