Cadillac. Moonlight. Magic.

The moon, photo courtesy of Rob Thomas.

There’s nothing like kick starting your running habit by jumping off the couch and doing a nearly 10 mile run up and down the highest point on the North Atlantic seaboard. At night. In the winter. The last 6 weeks have been a rest period for me. Rest initiated by a taper for my last […]

Thanksgiving

We got our pie ratio (pie to adult) up to 0.47 this year. I call that progress.

This morning I woke up in bed next to my husband, the big dog stretched out on the far side of his body, the little dog curled in the hollow behind my knees, the young cat slotted into the narrow gap between our bodies, and the old cat in her position of choice on the […]

Running your course

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Tomorrow will mark a week with this cold. It started last Thursday afternoon as I sat in that conference up at UMaine, got worse on Friday, so much worse that I actually tried the wearing wet socks bed thing Friday night. Saturday I met up with my girlfriends for a hike and dinner around the […]

Maine Huts and Trails #mainedreamy

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When you are married to a professional mountain climbing guide, sometimes you have to face difficult facts, like when it’s the end of March in Maine, and your colleagues at work ask you if your husband is home, knowing he travels frequently. And you have to respond that no, Dick isn’t home. He’s in Europe. […]

It’s not you, it’s me.

Big handle bars, banana seat, I loved that Huffy.

Dear Trail Running, It’s not you, it’s me. No, we’re not breaking up, nothing like that. You will always be my main squeeze but, it’s just, well, you know how I have a little thing with skiing every winter? When you aren’t around? I know this might be hard but I want an open relationship […]

Life, the Universe and Everything.

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I recently celebrated a birthday, a big one. The Douglas Adams Birthday, 42. All summer I had dreamed of spending my birthday trail running Franconia Ridge, dreams fueled by the photos my friend Jenny, who lives just over the ridge from Franconia Notch kept posting. Then she posted the recipe for a chocolate cake covered […]

August? It’s complicated…

Photo courtesy of Mary O'Malley Tobey

Late summer is complicated. I’ve been trying to write for weeks, about my week in Baxter State Park volunteering for the Baxter Flora Project, about coming out of that week in the woods and being over whelmed with love for humanity in all it’s stupid sweetness, about marking the 16th anniversary of my father’s death […]

So what is running good for? This.

  I’ve got stuff in the pipe line, I really do, but this video came across my screen this afternoon and just had to be shared. I’ve thought great deal about what running is good for, or not, and sometimes I come to the conclusion that it is just a bunch of self serving self […]

In the dark, we are all prey.

Day 12

Recently I spent the evening at the home of some friends who live just down the road. When I go there I typically ride my bike, 0.3 miles, down the dip and up the slight rise and I’m there, I scarcely have to pedal. That evening, when I left, it was well after dark, but […]