All in Athlete Moms
It’s funny how sometimes you don’t know what you have until it’s gone.
That’s how I feel about a lot of things we left behind in NYC when we moved down to Maryland last November. Although we were most recently living across the Hudson in the relatively quieter town of Hoboken, I, like a typical New Yorker, still begrudged the jam-packed subways, the tourist traps. I was happy to finally retrieve my personal space, to cross a street without the fear of being mowed down by a yellow cab.
Going For It
You know those big, big goals…the kind you’re afraid to share or even say out loud because they’re such a stretch that you aren’t even sure you’ll come anywhere close to making them happen? Maybe it’s finishing an Ironman or nabbing a BQ in the marathon. Or running your first 5K or winning your age-group in a tri. Well, I’ve got a huge goal, and as much as I’d like to keep it bottled up inside my brain, I’m just going to put it out there: