The visitation.

La Virgencita spoke to me today. It’s true. I had to tell somebody, and I know my husband B won’t believe me. Please don’t give me that look. It really happened, this morning, in my bedroom, as I was getting ready for my run. My Virgencita medallion felt glued to the dresser when I tried […]

Leave it on the road.

  Regret weighs more than disappointment. I was a ruthless runner. Sub-seven minute miles and qualifying for the Boston marathon were my driving goals, and my motto was “Leave it on the road”. I gave my all in every run, whether it was a morning five-miler, a 5K for a local charity, or the NYC […]