She ditched me … and I would have it no other way …

Yesterday I went with Libs to her end of the school year carnival. It was her last at her elementary school as she is promoting to junior high in less than two weeks.

I was looking forward to the carnival, spending time just her and I. I pictured us hanging out and laughing. Sharing kettle corn and playing games.

But this isn’t how it all went down, not at all.

I’m not sure why it occurred to me but I do know when. As we walked onto the school campus and started the trek across the grass, Libs was in a hurry. As she should have been since she was so excited. She walked ahead of me and told me to walk faster. I realized right then … we wouldn’t be hanging out like I had thought. I asked her, “Libs, you aren’t planning on hanging out with me once we get over there, are you? Her answer … “Nope.”

And so she was off.

I hung out with myself until I ran into a sorority sister of mine from college and we had a nice visit. But from time to time I would catch a glimpse of my Libs with her friends. Her long dark blonde hair lying on her back. Her her sweet smile. Although I wasn’t close enough to hear it, I saw her giggle and laugh. She danced a little to the music. She was so confident and independent. I loved watching her have fun. She wanted me there but didn’t need me there … and that was OK by me. Because as I watched her roam around the carnival I realized what I was looking at … and it took my breath away. There was my precious Libs caught somewhere between the little girl she used to be who still wanted her mommy around and the lovely young lady she is becoming … and I fought back the tears.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you watched someone grow up right before your very eyes!!!

The magical night sky …

There is something about the night’s sky that I find magical. The stars twinkling. The bright glow of the moon. The deep blue vast sky. All of it I find mesmerizing.

Lost in it, my mind drifts to thoughts of tomorrow.

The future.

My dreams.



What can be …

Well, I hope you all have a night where you feel anything is possible!!!

My finish line … a day in the life of a runner …

Some days life races me around like I’m … um … a runner in a race. HA!!!

My pace may change throughout the day and it’s rarely a point to point course … but I refuse to stop. I just keep moving forward.

The course takes me through many places. Some fun. Some difficult. Others boring and routine. If I’m lucky some places are even adventurous. But there are parts are so long I don’t think I’m going to make it!

But somehow … I always do.

The final stretch of my day begins with a slow walk to the bathroom to take my contacts out. Ahhhh relief! Next, jammies on and the fatigue hits me harder. I come around the last bend weary but I know that the end is near … and as I collapse into bed exhausted I relish in the knowledge of what … it’s like to win.

Well, I hope you all had a day where you made it to your finish line!!!

Summer …

Today was sunny, warm and wonderful! I spent time outside as much as possible, washed new summer clothes and made all
sorts of fruity treats! I don’t care what anyone says, I am claiming that my favorite season HAS started! YEEEEES I know we still have a few more weeks of Spring left … but again …


Just like the mom I saw up at the elementary school in June a few years ago who was dressed in a lovely red and green plaid Christmas dress … I am staking my claim early! And let’s face it, I’m only asking for a few weeks. She was just being greedy!

Well, I hope you all had a day where you were happy it was finally SUMMER!!!

The Climb …

I don’t care what you say about Miley Cyrus or what crazy (ingenious) marketing gimmicks she pulls, I absolutely love some of her songs. The one that made it onto my new training playlist is The Climb. I’ve had it on my iTunes account for some time now and it’s made it to a few other playlists, but for some reason this time … it speaks to me.

Each part of that song has literally covered every emotion I have been feeling, and know I will feel, until I cross that finish line in Ventura in September.

“I can almost see it.
That dream I’m dreaming, but
There’s a voice inside my head saying
You’ll never reach it
Every step I’m takin’
Every move I make
Feels lost with no direction,
My faith is shakin’
But I, I gotta keep tryin’
Gotta keep my head held high”

Wow. Well, if that doesn’t sum up my moments of self doubt perfectly, I’m not sure what does. I see what I want, and I want it badly. Confession time: since I began my training 6 weeks ago I’ve been haunted by the numbers 4:10. I wake up at that time for no reason at all other than it’s in my head … lingering … and unresolved.

Lately I’ve been finding peace in my absurd tenacity … my willingness to try, try, and TRY again … and my desire to learn all I can from this crazy life I have chosen for myself. To live it. To feel it. And to love it. Every step of the way.

“There’s always gonna be another mountain
I’m always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I’m gonna have to lose
Ain’t about how fast I get there
Ain’t about what’s waitin’ on the other side
It’s the climb”

As the miles pass, I will have to face my fears, I will have to endure the physical and emotional pain, and I will have to deal with the set backs that I know, without a doubt, will come my way.

But I will REFUSE to be broken.

There will come a time in all of this when my weakest moments will be the times that I come to appreciate the most … and they will be revealed as my greatest victories. And as awful as some days WILL be, I just have to keep on lacing up, putting one foot in front of the other until that day comes.

“The struggles I’m facing
The chances I’m taking
Sometimes might knock me down,
No I’m not breaking
I may not know it, but
These are the moments that
I’m gonna remember most, yeah
Just gotta keep goin’,
And I, I gotta be strong
Just keep pushing on”

And I must keep hope alive. Mind. Body. And soul. Because deep down I know that a little bit of faith in God, the Universe and in oneself … goes … a very long way.

“Keep on movin’
Keep climbin’
Keep the faith baby
It’s all about, it’s all about the climb
Keep the faith, keep your faith”

Well, I hope you all have a day where you decide it’s worth the CLIMB!!!

Heroes …

Today my day was simple. It was a day at home with my H-Crew. We ate hotdogs and hamburgers and hung out. I even got a nap and a run in. It was nothing special at all … really.

But is that true? Was it REALLY nothing special?

My day was not filled with worries about guns or bombs or terrorists. I knew my H-Crew and I were safe. We could come and go as we pleased. We could virtually do, say and be anything we wanted.

We were free … just to be.

Nothing special???


Today we lived a life allowed to us because someone (MANY MANY MANY someones) made the ultimate sacrifice for our freedoms. It doesn’t matter what you did today, whatever it was, it was a gift given to us by another human being who laid their life down for us … and THAT is pretty darn special.

Well, I hope you all had a day where you honored a hero!!!

Wrapping my head around it …

My day started at 3:15 a.m. and it was packed with so much I’m not completely sure I’ve processed all of what happened … nor can I confidently say I actually survived it, HA!

Well, I hope you all had a day where you were able to wrap your head around it!!!

The little things …

Tomorrow I will be running in my first race since the LA Marathon.

It’s not a marathon. It’s not a half marathon. It’s a 10K.

6.2 miles.

6.2 miles that mean the world to me.

I have only run one 10K since I started racing. It was the second stepping stone in achieving my almost life long dream, to run a marathon.

For some crazy reason I needed to go in order. 5K, 10K, half marathon, marathon.

I never cared if I did another official 10K in my life. What I wanted was distance, and once I got there, I never looked back.

Starting over this training has taught me A LOT. I have always felt running was a gift. But now I know running DISTANCE is an even greater gift. I don’t think I ever took it for granted. I know I have been VERY lucky to have done what I have at my age. But I did lose track of the importance of the small steps that I took that got me to where I have always wanted to be. This training has taught me that the basics always remain the most important part of reaching any goal, no matter how many times you achieve that goal. This is something I have taken very seriously this time around.

Running is such a journey … one I learn from every day. I can’t think of anything I’ve ever done, where I’ve leaned more about myself than in the setbacks I have had in my running shoes.

So, tomorrow with great anticipation I will run my second official 10K at the Vista Strawberry Festival. I am trained and ready. I will do the very best I can … and I will humbly appreciate every little step that gets me to that finish line … and I will know in my heart that every step I take is moving me closer to achieving my dream.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you appreciate the little things!!!

Never a DULL moment …

My day started early as usual and was filled with all the things typically found in my day. Kids. Running. Therapy. School stuff. There were fun things. Hair appointment. Shopping. And a quiet tea. Then there was the unexpected good things. Seeing old friends. Catching up. Connecting. Lastly, there was the odd. People. Places. Things. And the circumstances that surrounded them.

What would life be, if it wasn’t all of this?

Well, I hope you all had a day that wasn’t DULL!!!