Category Archives: Marathons

Suck It, And My Stereotype

Soccer season has started again, “God Save The Queen,” come Thursdays I’m in a perpetual state of dread, as I the rebel against the “Soccer Mom” stereotype.  I pack our picnic dinner of fruits, cheese, nuts, crackers, and water bottles. … Continue reading

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Sweat Equity

I was in a room heated to 106 degrees with other half-naked yogi’s bent over backwards. I was reaching for my ankles while kneeling, when who I am, and I how feel about myself changed, if only on a cellular … Continue reading

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Posted in Bikram Yoga, crossing boundaries, Marathons, Mind/Body Connection | Tagged , , , , , , , | 4 Comments