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Going on a short vacation
Well, as for my previous post, I didn’t do the 10-miler. It’s OK, I’m not beating myself up about it. I hadn’t trained, and I might have a injured myself. I have started a fairly regular exercise routine – in the past week, I’ve run twice, and biked to and from work twice. That’s pretty…
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Spring Break in a Pandemic during Passover
It’s April 1, which carries a less-than-fun memory for me, although as the years pass, the pain of April 1, 2016 has been replaced by more optimism and hope that I might have imagined possible. In those five years, I’ve bought a house, changed jobs, gained a second synagogue community and seem to be doing…
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Running in Pandemic Times
I started running regularly 4 years ago when I moved to the Federal Hill neighborhood of Baltimore. It’s lovely and flat on the waterfront, and has some lovely little parks and cool architecture to keep things interesting. Since then, I’ve run several 5K races, 10K races, one half marathon, and even joined a running club,…
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Visiting the past
I spent a week in Sunnyvale, CA, with my closest, dearest, longest-standing (don’t want to say oldest) friend, S, and her husband W/M (complicated). She and I met when we were 11 years old, and our first meeting was not auspicious. At least, not for me.
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On the west coast…
I remember so many years, living in California, when I felt out of the loop because I was three hours behind my east coast friends, and eight hours behind my England folks, and immediate communication was not in the books. Living on the east coast, I am usually between the time zones, meaning I can…
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Memories of past lives
I’ve been wandering around Palo Alto the past few days, seeking out my old haunts. And, seeking out my former residences. I had tallied 27 unique addresses that I had lived in for a minimum of 3 months, by the time I left home for college at the age of 17.
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Flying standby
My first flight on my own, at the age of sixteen, I remember flying standby. This was on the recommendation of my aunt, who I was going to visit for an indefinite stay in London, England. She told me she always flew standby, because it was cheaper, and that was definitely a selling point to…
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Leaving town…
I’m going out of town for three whole days. This is the second time that I’ve left the boys since we brought them home, and J is not liking it at all (S is so independent, he minds less, although he did express the odd concern that I might be flying to somewhere unsafe, i.e.…
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Restorative power of the Beach
I love the beach. and, we hadn’t gone last summer at all, and this summer was looking to be a repeat. I grew up at the ocean, for the most part. I suppose it really started in Sri Lanka, when I was four or five, and we were at the ocean, with reportedly strong waves…
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August … Already?
I really hate winter and cold weather, and I struggle through the dark months of the year holding out hope for the reviving warmth of the sun. I have trouble with vacations, because my hopes and expectations often don’t match the reality that is possible. So far, this summer, we’ve gone away twice, once over the July…