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A letter to my unborn daughter

My friend Aleisha gave me this great idea last week, so here it goes. Things I'd like you to know about life, but really most of what you need to know we won't be able to teach you, you'll have to discover on your own. Its funny writing you a letter when I haven't met you yet. I can't wait to meet you. I don't feel old enough to have a child, I will be 33 in 2 weeks time and I still feel like a kid. One time my dad (your grandfather) said to me that at a certain point in life you stop aging, your body keeps getting older but your mind doesn't change. I thought that was so depressing, I was probably 18 at the time and couldn't help but think how sad it would be to feel 18 but to look 60. Well he was right, I keep getting older, but I don't feel that different than I did 10 years ago. Except for the additional responsibilities. Never let a number tell you anything about someone. Make your own judgments. Life can be boring sometimes, but only if y...

Reigniting passion

I had an epiphany last night. I am not sure what started it or where it came from, its one of those moments right before sleep. I lay in bed chatting to my husband about something when he asked me, ¨how old were you when you ran your first marathon?¨ I thought you knew this story I replied, I was 21. Then suddenly I found myself 30 minutes later recounting story after story of my good old running days. As I kept talking, I remembered more and more stories, getting caught in a blinding rain storm in the dark, in the country, in Geneseo and approaching some stranger´s house in the middle of nowhere rather than risk freezing to death. I told the story of when I almost lost my fingers after running 16 miles in a snow storm without proper snow gear or gloves. I started explaining where my desire and passion to run came from.  It came from a place inside me I didn't understand. It just always had to get out. I didn't have proper running gear back then. I had sneakers and sweatpants...