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New shoes, check. Doberman, check. 13.1 miles, really?
Thoughts on an 8.2-mile run: Ready to go. Got my new shoes with new insoles on, got my 80-pound-doberman mix on a leash that wraps around my waist (it takes my whole body strength to get him to do what I want), go my 2.2 liter bottle of water (he drinks a lot) and dog…
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A little green eyeliner goes a long way
I wrote a blog yesterday in which I mentioned an old friend, Anna Klepczynski. I have wanted to write about her for quite a long time but had not yet found the voice – until now. I remember the first time I felt pretty. It was at my birthday party in the seventh grade. Seventh…
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The time I threw up and it was all Amy’s fault
Whitney and Christina wrote recently about their most humiliating moments. I instantly wanted to write about mine but I couldn’t decide which one (of many!) topped the list. I finally settled on two, the second of which I will write about for Mother’s Day for reasons that will become apparent at that time. For today I…
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The fine print
So I got one of those “attend this free dinner and we’ll give you a great opportunity for your business” mailers yesterday. Typically I throw them away without even looking as I do not need any ugly cookware/condos in Vegas/pyramid scheme opportunities. This one had a pretty picture of two iPod Shuffles on it, though,…
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My take on those weird socks
The other day I purchased these crazy socks from REI: I saw them and thought, “That’s so weird. I must buy them.” I asked the guy at REI what he thought and he said he loves them for hiking or running and that they help prevent blisters between the toes – something I used to…
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“Yes, we swing.”
Jeff and I went to REIwith our friends Wade and Meghan the other day. Meghan wanted some hiking boots, and the guy at REI was talking to her about what she will want to look for in a boot, etc., etc. Wade had asked for our help with picking out a boot for Meghan, so…
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So what is a day at the spa anyway?
I often hear people refer to needing a “day at the spa.” Unfortunately, I think it’s rare that we get to participate in one. I’ll do my best to explain the wonderfulness that surrounds the spa at the Grove Park Inn in Asheville, N.C., but believe me when I say you really have to experience it…
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Eat, sleep and be pampered.
Ah, The Grove Park. Ahh, Asheville. I could never tire of talking about this place. Today I’ll talk a little about the food. I don’t usually review food on this blog, but I feel like it contributed to the overall experience of the resort and it definitely contributed to the cost, so it’s worth mentioning.…
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It’s apples and oranges for these spa rooms
So after climbing mountains and running races, it was time for a break. And word that our favorite resort, the Grove Park Inn in Asheville, N.C., was offering a $99/night room special for Sunday and Monday was reason enough to take a break and hit the spa. I’ll start by saying I bought Jeff a gift…
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Because it’s really all about the beer
All this running I’ve been doing lately is really because of beer. Because when I hear there is a race hosted by a brewery that starts in late afternoon (meaning no getting up at the crack of dawn) and it includes a brewery tour after in the great party city of Athens — well, I’m in. And…