Walking Hazards of Every Kind

What started out as training for the 3-Day, 60-Mile Walk for the Cure has turned into a routine. Five to seven days a week, I walk five to six miles each day. Sounds good, right? I thought so, too, but there seems to be a conspiracy against my walks. Record-Breaking I...

A Johnnie Walker Red Toast to Dad

Johnnie Walker Red. Red – not Black. That was my Dad’s preferred brand. I made sure I had a bottle in my cabinet in San Diego when Mom and Dad came to visit each winter. Fortunately, the scotch keeps as I couldn’t stand the stuff. So, it sat each...

Bumps in the 3-Day, 60-Mile Training

The 10th anniversary of our Fight Like A Girl team is cause for celebration. Next month we plan to do just that. We are having a 10-year reunion in beautiful Lake Tahoe. I can’t wait. A shout-out to our teammate, Kristin Moschetti, who as we speak, is...

The Lunacy of Labels

We all do it – slap labels on people and personalities. We even label ourselves. I have several. Middle child of 7 Pollyanna Boomer brain Perhaps we need a sense of identity. A sense of belonging. Some labels are fun, a little poke at ourselves. I enjoy my...