Tag: friends

Thinking of Boston

My heart goes out to all the runners and spectators of the Boston Marathon.

Easter Weekend

Just a few snaps from a beautiful weekend spent in the sunshine with family and friends. It really doesn’t get any better.

This Moment

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{this moment} – A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.  Idea borrowed from http://www.soulemama.com/

This Moment

I missed my This Moment on Friday, so here it is a little late! {this moment} – A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. 

Leach Farm Maple Syrup

Some of our near and dear friends have a sugar house down the road. Here is a glimpse inside.

Our Last Distance

Bittersweet. At this point my body is tired. Cranky with distance. It has been a long whirlwind winter. That is truly is how I feel. Winter in Vermont can only be described as long cold nights, short cold days and upon reflecting, over in the blink of an eye. This past weekend was our first warm weekend with temperatures in the 50’s. Paradise in VT. Adam joked that Vermonters come out of the woodwork on the first warm day, moving slowly to bask in the sun like turtles on a log. So true.

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Anyhow, my group gathered for our last distance run of 12 miles before the race. (We joke that next week is our “rest” week with a run of a mere 6 miles).

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We crossed town lines.

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IMG_3117We saw surefire signs of spring!

And then we were done. But I wasn’t done with the sun, so we headed to our great friends sugarhouse. Spring is here!

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This Moment

{this moment} – A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Inspired by http://www.soulemama.com/

Book Review: She Matters, A Life In Friendships by Susanna Sonnenberg

I recently read this book at the suggestion of my husband, who heard the review on NPR and came directly home to tell me about it. Coming from a small immediate family, I have no sisters or closely related female cousins. My mother was an 

These Women Who Run

So these are pretty much the worst pictures of me, taken by me, at 8am in 5*F weather at the start of a 6 mile loop. That’s my running group and I love them. Women from all over Southern Vermont, of all ages, shapes and sizes come together every week to support each other. It’s really a beautiful thing. You never know who your next friend will be. If you are feeling good in your run, you may find yourself bumped up beside someone new. If you are nursing an injury or feel like slowing down a bit, you may enter a new group. There are so many of us, you almost always have a new partner, a new friend, new stories. You would be surprised about what you find out logging miles next to these women and how new friendship takes root. I took these pictures as evidence, I can still hardly believe that’s me.  I still don’t recognize the reflection of my running self as I pass big storefront windows. 2 years ago, if someone asked me about running I would have laughed. But that’s me, that’s really me. I recently got some new gear, no more mixed matched thrown together collection of mid 1990’s equipment, I am a runner now, this hobby is here to stay. Someone jokingly said I looked silly in my new compression tights and running coat. I looked right at them and said, “I only look silly to people who don’t run, to runners, I look pretty awesome”. Always cautious when I am out for a run, I spotted a car slowing down a bit as it came toward me. It was below zero out and about 7 o’clock in the morning. I made it a point to make eye contact with the driver and what I saw thrilled me to no end. In the car was a thirty something year old guy, who had a big smile on his face and was frantically giving me the thumbs up and waving. A runner, no doubt. I ran those five miles that day with a silly grin on my face in negative temperatures. He gets it.

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A Runner At Last…and often last….

Over the last year I have taken up running and I have been pretty vocal about it. I have run in all types of conditions and seen many amazing things. I have run in rain, pounding rain, sleet, pea sized hail that felt like bee