Feet Don’t Fail Me Now
I come from a family of athletes. My grandfather and uncle both played college football. My father was a collegiate wrestler, my brother and twin sister were collegiate cross-country runners, and, to this day, my older sister holds college swimming records that remain unbroken some 14 years later. I on the other hand dabbled in several sports growing up, but never truly excelled like my siblings (and I’m fine with that – no Freud couch, seriously). Cheerleading, tennis, swimming, soccer, I did it all – reasonably well.
But running? Long-distance running? Um. Yeah. No. Yet, in a perfectly awful ironic twist, my dad was determined to have us workout together as a family as part of his never ending war with his weight. Dad’s weight was always an issue, especially during his military career as an Army officer. As a family we mostly did fun runs – an oxymoron if there ever was one. You know, the early morning weekend events that ranged from 1 mile to 3.1 miles (5K).
The One Before the One
When I began dating the man who was to become my husband I had this relationship epiphany; I call it “the one before the one.”
When I think about all the boys (boys, yes, in the truest sense of the word) I had dated before meeting my husband, I realized how much time, energy and emotion I had wasted on these ones before the ONE.
But, I am in good company – this has happened to just about every one I know and it goes a little something like this…
The Sunshine in my Mind
So…here we are. I must admit this is all a little surreal. I’ve wanted to do a website for ages and have had some form of it in my mind for about that long. It’s taken me a bit to get here…an almost 6 year stint as a producer at CNN, a senior publicist for a boutique public relations firm in Atlanta, and freelance writing around all that.
