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It has been three weeks since the TCS NYC Marathon. I am finally writing my recap of that incredible day. I feel like it has taken the full three weeks to let all the emotions and experiences of the day fully sink in.

I just want to start off by saying thank you to Claire. I am so lucky to have shared this experience with my beautiful, strong, hilarious friend Claire. We have trained together, we have laughed together, we have cried together, we have definitely cursed cat hill and harlem hill together. We went on a journey together. It was tough, at times we wanted to quit, we helped each other, encouraged each other and questioned our sanity, but in the end we kicked ass together. I am grateful for her. “In a galaxy far, far, away… ” 😉


My marathon thoughts…

A friend of mine, also a runner, stated that running a marathon is a lot like a metaphor for life. During those 26.2 miles there are moments of pain, joy, excitement, despair, euphoria, disbelief, accomplishment- all the ups and downs. Tears and laughter mixed in. Much like life, you just have to keep putting one foot in front of the other and giving it the best you can.


The night before the marathon is a bit surreal. I feel like you have been training for months and months. Logging miles and miles waiting for the day to finally arrive. When it finally arrives it almost doesn’t seem real. I didn’t sleep well the night before. I worried that I would sleep through my alarm, that I hadn’t planned the proper clothing, that my food/fuel was wrong, I questioned my ability to actually finish the race and then I started panicking about where and how often I would be able to pee before I entered the corral… I am a nervous pee-er (is that even a word??!!) =) Of course, all worked out completely fine. I met Claire and Ashley and we took a taxi to catch our ferry to Staten Island.


It is really is hard to explain the frenetic, nervous, excited energy that exudes from the thousands of runners all crammed into one place heading to the start line. There are lots of comments, shared past experiences, nervous jokes and little acts of kindness. Everyone is bound together by their common goal of crossing the finish line 26.2 miles later. We all, all of us, definitely shared the same spark of crazy in our eyes!

I really shouldn’t have worried, there was plenty of time to visit the port-a-potty numerous times, stretch, take in the views, make sure the playlist was cued, calm the nerves, shed warm layers and make our way to the start.


I will never forget as long as I live the start of the NYC Marathon. Running beside Claire on the Verrazano Bridge with thousands of runners ahead of me and thousands behind me was worth all of the months of training. There really is nothing like it. The helicopters are hovering beside the bridge, breathtaking views meet you at all sides, the bridge itself is seemingly bouncing with the weight of the runners, people are taking pictures and the sound of sneakers hitting the pavement is mesmerizing. The first two miles flew by as if I was in a crazy running dream. I couldn’t believe we were doing this.

When our feet hit Brooklyn, the reality of the race set in. You run a half marathon in Brooklyn alone. It is time to sink in, let the training kick into gear and find your run. There were many times when I had to remind myself to reel it in a bit. The cheering crowds and other runners make it very tempting to pick up the pace.


I wish I could remember and break down my race from mile to mile but for me it really was about moments.

The cheering crowds in all the boroughs were unbelievable. Complete strangers yelling your name and offering support. High-fiving little kids, sharing a smile, a thumbs up or a wave. The different types of music playing, the creative and hilarious signs. The woman with the vaseline- THANK YOU!!!!!!

And then of course there were the friends and family that waited along the course so that they could share a quick moment with Claire and I. Each word of encouragement and warm hug was like a burst of energy. I am telling you right now thank you and you are all amazing.

It was pretty  hard to not get choked up when I saw my two spectacular daughters screaming my name.  They had so much faith in me and believed in me, it was everything!!!!

The marathon was a grueling race. At mile 20 I hit a pretty rough patch and I honestly wasn’t sure I was going to be able to finish. I started throwing up. Not so glamorous, but at least I managed not to hit my awesome sneakers 😉 It was at this point that I seriously began to question if I was going to be able to finish. My mind wanted to go on but my body was struggling.

Claire was a rock and like a true friend and running partner extraordinaire she agreed to only leave my side when I was left in the care of some other pretty damn incredible people. At this point I met up with my Soul family and I knew just by looking at all that love and strength that I was going to be able to finish the marathon, even if I had to crawl across the finish. YOU GUYS… my heart, seriously.


Jessica and Rebecca jumped in with me and walked with me all the way to Columbus Circle! In case I haven’t told you two enough- YOU ARE THE BEST, sniff.

Even though I had to walk for a good 4-5 miles, the support and encouragement surrounding me was inspiring. Rena and coach Rachel, Chad, Heather, Lisa, Babette, Edith, Meilan… thank you. Those last miles were a struggle but seeing all of you made my heart swell.


I was determined to run the last uphill stretch to the finish line. Central Park is my park. I had trained, logged so many hours, too many miles to count… I was crossing that finish line. And I did. It felt amazing. It felt exhausting. It felt painful. It felt euphoric. It was a day to remember.


I get asked a lot if I will ever run a marathon again. Who knows? Never say never. Right now it is in the bucket. I am pretty damn proud of myself. This has been a tough year, maybe even the toughest. The marathon was and is a triumph.

I AM stronger than I thought.


P.S. Just wanted to say a BIG thank you to everyone out there for your support and encouragement over the last few months… the texts, calls, Facebook posts and emails encouraging me on this marathon journey touched me in ways that I will never adequately be able to express.




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This past Sunday was the ING NYC Marathon. Marathon Sunday in New York City is one of my favorite events of the year. In the days leading up to the marathon it is wonderful to see all of the people from all over the world wandering the streets of Manhattan taking in the sights and getting ready to run through the five boroughs. There is an amazing energy in the air and even the locals seem a little more welcoming and accommodating. How can you not admire and respect the people who are willingly going to run 26.2 miles??!!

This year with my incredible running moms group, I volunteered at the fluid station at mile 22. We were up bright and early for a hearty diner breakfast at 6:30 and then we made our way to 117th and 5th Ave for our day long shift. It was an unbelievable day. Watching the elite athletes run by up close was breathtaking. But the truly inspiring moments of the day belonged to the endless stream of every day runners that were pushing themselves to complete an awesome feat of running. There were many moments throughout the day that I found myself choked up with emotion. And then of course there was the gentleman who came up, grabbed a water and then deadpanned asked if I could call him a cab- beyond awesome. So many moments… cheering on each an every inspiring runner.

I wish all of you runners a HUGE congratulations!!!! You are truly inspirational and on marathon Sunday you contribute a little bit more greatness to our city.

And, it certainly reminded me to go and lace up my running shoes 😉

Happy Wednesday and Happy Running!














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For the past two years the ING New York City Marathon and my oldest daughter’s birthday party have shared the same weekend. So, just as the excitement and energy in the city builds for one of New York’s biggest sporting events, the excitement and energy in our apartment builds as one of A’s biggest yearly events- the slumber party- draws closer.

Getting Ready!

Getting Ready =)

My oldest is a bit of a drama queen and loves to get ready for her party weeks in advance. Much like marathon runners, it is almost like she trains herself to get ready for the “big event”. She is almost unbearable in the days leading up to it, barely able to contain her excitement. So, I had a brilliant idea this year. In light of the fact that my good friend Matti was visiting from out of town and as a bit of an excuse to leave the house for a couple of hours on Saturday morning, Ron, Matti, some friends and I signed up for the pre- marathon 5K, Dash to the Finish Line race. It is a very scenic 5k race. It starts at the UN, goes across 42nd Street, up Sixth Avenue and you enter Central Park at the corner of 59th and 5th. The best part about the race is that you get to cross the Marathon finish line without actually doing the 26.2 miles. My kind of race 😉 We left the girls in the very capable hands of Uncle Dano and headed out into the cold, beautiful fall morning. It was tons of fun and the perfect way to wake up and start the weekend.

Uncle Dano's Saturday morning babysitting technique 🙂

Da Girls- post race- Oh ya!!!

The rest of Saturday was spent getting ready for the party and conserving as much energy as possible before the onslaught of giggling girls arrived. At four the fun began as we headed out to see “Puss In Boots” (very cute), back to the apartment for pizza and the huge cupcake and then games and giggling and more giggling… I have to admit the girls were awesome. My only complaint was the lack of sleep and daylight savings didn’t help. Every year I tell myself that is the last sleepover and then I say yes again, must be our job as parents- to torture ourselves!!

Now, wasn't that a party...

On Sunday Matti and I headed out to watch some of the Marathon. I went last year and was truly inspired by each and every runner I saw. It really is an incredible day- over 47,000 runners and 2, 000 000 spectators. The whole city seems to catch Marathon fever. We went early and staked out a spot just after mile 26 so we could cheer the runners on as they made their way up the final climb to the finish. The elite runners were incredible to watch, their pace, strength and athleticism beyond amazing. Although, I have to admit, it is more inspirational to me to see the average joe determined to achieve the Marathon dream.

1st Place Women's: Firihewot Dado (Ethiopia) 2:23:15

1st Place Men's: Geoffrey Mutai (Kenya) 2:05:05

We toughed it out for about three hours and then we decided to head back to the apartment. Marathon watching is hard work! The rest of the day was a pretty lazy one. There was lots of lounging, movie watching, a bit of homework but we were all feeling a bit worn out from lots of running, partying and watching the running 😉 Hope you had a great weekend, if you will excuse me, I am going to go and try and find a place to nap…

Apparently R thinks Matti makes a pretty comfy couch 😉

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