Runapalooza for Girls on the Run

Today was postcard perfect. Clear air. Light wind. High blue sky. Pleasant summer temperatures.

The perfect day for a 16 mile run!

The perfect day for Lollapalooza!

Running along the Green Bay Trail alongside the commuter train tracks this morning, I was reminded that not everyone would be spending the next so many hours putting one foot in front of the other. At each of the stops were throngs of  young revelers waiting to be carried down to the Loop and on to Grant Park for their day of music and fun. Yes a perfect day for the lot of us!

As many of you know I’m running the Chicago Marathon to raise money for Girls on the Run.

With 10 weeks to go until the marathon, I’ve taken my training to the next level. Which means, I’m wearing a Garmin to follow my mileage and my pace. Still no socks though!

I’ve been stubborn until this week about anything resembling a schedule, or goals, or counting up miles. Rather, I’ve simply been hitting the pavement. Always with a good long run on Sunday. Minding my p’s and q’s so as to stay fresh and motivated.

And I am fresh and motivated! I had a great run today. There was nowhere else I needed or wanted to be. I want to give this feeling, this ability, to run for hours and hours, this fortune, to as many young girls as I can. That’s my motivation. That’s why I was running today.

My biggest goal for the 2012 Chicago Marathon is to raise $1,000 for Girls on the Run. After that? We’ll see in 10 weeks from today.

If you would like to help me achieve this awesome goal and donate a few $$ to Girls on the Run, please visit my donation page at:

Girls on the Run Sole Mates

Thanks! What a perfect day!

Gifts Among the Dreary

I watch the news while I fold the laundry. The news is bad. And dreary, and sad, and crazy, and pessimistic, and seemingly without hope.

There really is some pretty bad stuff going on – well – everywhere.

And when you watch the news – there is a sense that it is all affecting you while at the same time, you have absolutely no control over it.  News reporting these days has a sense of making everyone helpless to do anything about it.

What good is that? I mean, our world is so big – that it almost makes watching the news irrelevant. Like – why bother knowing about this stuff if you can’t fix it. And if you can’t fix it – or even effectively react to it – what is this barrage all about?

And yet we watch. And I suppose we stay informed about what is going on in the world. And on many levels that is important.

What if we could change the news? What if we could fix it? What if we could make the news good?

I say we can. We can train our minds to stop being so negative, and hyperbolic, and so full of fear for the future that we only know how to compete and fight rather than cooperate and share.

We are not helpless.  We can change the news. By training our own mind, our own heart.


A simple beginning is to start noticing stuff. Stuff that makes you smile. Stuff that can take you out of your mind that is stuck with the gloom of the evening news.

I ran up the Green Bay Trail yesterday. Commuter train tracks on one side of the path. A strip of trees on the other. February in Chicago along the trail is brown, and dreary. No leaves on the trees, not much wildlife to speak of.

I’m always on the look-out nonetheless for birds – and about 4 miles in, finally – there they were. Way up in the oaks two nuthatch, hopping their way upside down, hammering at the bark looking for lunch. And at my feet? A cluster of red berries still hanging on to a Charlie Brownesque twiggy bush.

The pop of red, the call of the nuthatch – made me smile. Gifts among the dreary. To acknowledge these gifts in our life. Makes a difference.