A lap perch and a change in shoe drop


As soon as I walk through the door from my run each morning, Zelda chases me around until I finally sit still long enough for her to perch on my lap.  It’s not a very nice lap,  as it is slightly narrow and made worse by all of the mileage I put in. (#runnerproblem) For this reason, Buster, our lovely cat who passed away last year, always preferred MFP over me and my narrow lap. But this cat is more like me;  she thrives on…

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Not ready for inspiration or a conversation


I have a very hard time with inspirational Instagram at dawn’s first light.  Perhaps it is because I am a left coaster and I haven’t shed the sleep from my eye by the time the other coast has had their coffee and their morning run. I usually see tons of those posts where they split the screen, and one side is their Garmin stats and the other is their smiling face, all red and sweaty and delightfully 28. Yes, that’s what I see.  Either that…

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A tragic end to my little experiment


My little experiment with going wheat-free ended tragically over the weekend, when  became so hungry that I indulged in two bagels and a slice of pizza on the same day. It all started as we were packing up for the CIF Preliminary meet out at Mt. SAC on Saturday.  Or perhaps it was the day before, when I was frantically running work-related errands and also trying to be a good mom and show up for the elementary school jog-a-thon (yes, I am one of those…

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