Training for any race is a test of discipline. I’m in the midst of a 5K cycle, aiming for an ambitious time goal without injuring myself. And so it was with great anticipation that I read this book on how to bottle the Norwegian secret to podium finishes. Turns out, there's blood involved.
My first ghostwriting gigs consisted of firing off catchy product placement descriptions for major multinational retailers. I wrote copy that drove customers to add that fridge, hairdryer, or poly-blend sweater to their shopping carts. I’m sorry and you’re welcome.
On a winter trail run, a fallen beech tree with 67 rings and a hollow core sparks reflection on what's coming—and whether running can still clear my head.
I’ve always wanted to see Niagara Falls. Recently, I got my chance, accompanying my husband to Buffalo where he was to be sworn in at Federal Court. As we made the most of our 24 hours in Erie County, I learned that even a natural place so thoroughly touched by man can still feel wild and humbling.
