Tag: Jenny
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Things I know or think I know about running
Wow, working out is hard work. And I’m not just talking about pushing yourself to improve endurance, speed, motivation. I’m talking about all the other stuff that goes along with it. We’ve all heard of target heart rate. What the heck does it mean when I’m running down the street trying to set my race pace? What…
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Don’t bring a camera to a wedding
Unless you are the photographer, of course. I have worked with wedding photographers for years who have preached this. Your “job” as a wedding guest is to – be a guest. I fully understand why people ignore this – they want their own pictures, they don’t want to have to purchase them from a photographer…
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Where the heck I’ve disappeared to
Let me start by saying I think I have a mildly addictive personality. When I get excited about a new project, it’s full speed ahead. And lately my obsession has been painting, which doesn’t really go hand-in-hand with the computer. But I have missed you all! I spent a week in Athens, Ga., helping Chris…
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Uninvited dinner party guest (wait, that’s me)
Thirty-one years ago today my parents decided to host a dinner party in which I would become the uninvited guest. My mom’s due date was April 30, not March 30, so when she went to the bathroom and there was blood everywhere to say there was a cause for concern would be quite an understatement. I…
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I came in ‘last’ but I was the winner
So I ran another 5K last weekend, the third in the Frosty 5K series. This one was at Freedom Park. But this wasn’t “just” another 5K – this was the first race that my brother, sister and I all ran together. And that made it amazing. I should mention that my sister, Jenny, is 5 months…
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So, did you hear the one about how running adds 16 years to one’s life? …
A conversation between siblings last week: Kevin: I’ve decided to take up running. I can run about 20 minutes now without stopping. Me: That’s awesome! We’re doing a 4.1 mile race in Athens in April. It’s hosted by the local brewery and it’s at 4 in the afternoon, which means I don’t have to get…
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On loud, politically incorrect grandmothers
I may have mentioned before that my 92-year-old grandmother, Mia, says whatever is on her mind, PC or not. She is also slightly hard of hearing, and she sometimes says things more loudly than I believe she intends to. All that was said to set the scene for yesterday’s conversation with her, while we waited for…
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Kiss and tell
I have known Amy since we were both 8, so most of our child and adult memories include each other at some level. Even if we weren’t there, we were there. In fact, I wrote in one of my diaries in high school, about making out with a boy: “I couldn’t wait for it to…
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I heart my job
I’m putting together some files for my web site’s portfolio (it’s about time!), and I am reminded of how much I absolutely love designing wedding albums. My favorite part about my wedding albums is they’re not just picture books – I am a journalist by trade, so I enjoy telling stories. Rather than showcasing just the…
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Life, going down the right tube
This is by no means meant to be a synopsis of my year – in fact, I’m leaving out some of the biggest stuff on purpose. Just a few random tidbits about time and how we choose to pass it. Thoughts on 2008: – In February I decided to chop my hair off and go…