Discipline

Last year I attended a meeting of a book club to discuss my novel The Ghost Daughter. In my quest to make a good impression on the elegant women of the club, I ironed my pants and wore a smart jacket. I even brushed my hair. As I perched on the couch waiting for the meeting to begin, one of the ladies came in. She wanted to know if I was the author. I proclaimed myself. Huh, she said. From the way you write, I thought you’d show up in leather and spikes. She wasn’t buying my ironed white pants…

I Did Not Achieve My Fitness Goal

In 2017 I did not achieve my fitness goal. I’ve had the same goal weight for twenty-four years. I reached it once in 1994 for about ten minutes. I still thought I was fat, which I equated with ugly, and so set another even lower goal weight but got pregnant instead, thank God. In the beginning of 2017 I set my same old goal. I didn’t reach it. In fact, I gained ten pounds between January and December. I am telling you this boring story because of a conversation I had with three friends the other day. We were talking…

Rerun: Mistaken Identity

First run Friday July 26, 2013  (The photos are from 2015) Today in the middle of a five mile walk I stopped at the Rite Aid to take a break and look at make up.  I didn’t want to buy anything.  I just felt like looking at the little pans of powdered hope before I hit the road again. I was feeling pretty cute if you want to know the truth. I’ve been exercising all summer and I’m tan from swimming with my kid. I was wearing a tank top that in my mind showed off my glorious biceps, and a ball…