I’ve always prided myself on being fiercely independent. As a wallflower kid, biking to my secret spot in the park and reading was my jam. By college I was all about going to the movie theater alone, something high school me would have been embarrassed of. And running has always been a solitary activity for me, a time […]
Meet one of my closest, weirdest friends, who I so rudely abandoned when I left Milwaukee. When she decided it was time to do some sort of physical activity, she not only joined a gym, but she went all in with a personal trainer, too.
BIG news! After nearly five years in Milwaukee, I’m moving east to Pennsylvania for a new job. I’ll be associate digital editor for a health magazine based there, and I am unbelievably excited for the new challenge, fitting subject matter and gorgeous hiking spots nearby. Plus, I’ll be just a bus ride away from NYC, wee!
“Every cloud has a silver lining,” or so the saying goes. Well, I’ve got a big, fat storm cloud looming over my personal life right now, and I haven’t found one yet. But I’m trying to stay positive!
Another gorgeous Saturday, another getaway. Yesterday the man friend and I drove to the massive Horicon Marsh. He was excited to spot sandhill cranes, and I was ready to stroll in the sunshine and face my fear of red-winged blackbirds.
Exciting news: I signed up for marathon no. 3! I’ll be back on my college stomping grounds to run the Columbus Marathon this October, and I can’t wait. Soon my weekends will revolve around high mileage training runs again, but for now I can be a bit lazy.
I wasn’t sure if it was, considering the April snow showers, but when I saw the perfect weather in the forecast, I knew a hike was in order. My manfriend and I headed to the Lapham Peak Unit of the Kettle Moraine Forest, just a short drive west of Milwaukee. It still had that brown, barren footprint of winter, but signs of life were there.
I’ve been slacking in the blog department—it’s been almost a month since my last post! That’s because I’ve been both busy and in a bit of a funk. Exciting things that I wanted to pan out didn’t, and this snowy Wisconsin spring is dragging out my winter blues. I’m itching for change (more sun, more adventure, more […]
As I lay in savasana at the end of a yoga class the other day, I found myself reflecting on an old cross-country ritual called visualization. Much like savasana, it requires you to lie on the ground on your back and let your muscles soften as your mind engages.
Now that I rely on the Silver Steed (the not-so-clever name of my bike) so often, it’s hard to remember being bike-less. Riding for transportation, not just sport, changed how I view travel, exercise, even my own city. So I put together this list to point out some of the ways that bike commuting rocks your world.