This is the fourth and final installation of the Running For Your Life series. The title of this series, Running For Your Life, was intentional. It encompassed being a runner. When you start running, and continue running, it changes your life in a deeper and wider way than you expect. Here are a few …
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~Part Three in the series Run For Your Life ~ Show of hands: Who’s ever started a running program?! Show of hands: Who’s still running? It doesn’t have to be all or nothing. The physical, mental and spiritual benefits, the healthier lifestyle and shopping for breezy shorty shorts, are within your reach. It’s just a …
I wrote the following post for another site, but since I shared a running post with you on Wednesday, I thought that it dovetailed nicely. ~~~~~~~~~~ The year I approached the San Antonio Express News about writing a running column, which then became a blog, was a turning point in my life. Boy was planning …
Hi, I’m Mrs. Tucker and I’m a lifelong runner. Hi, Mrs. Tucker!!! When I say I’m a lifelong runner, what I mean to say is I’ve pounded the pavement for most of my life. My “intentional” running began in elementary school when a track coach thought I might have the speed and talent to help …
Everyone needs to wash their face, right? But not everyone’s face washing needs are the same, especially as we get older. Enter an amazing method of cleansing your face that will #1) save you some dough and #2) make you wonder why you didn’t do this sooner and #3) is suited for pretty much everyone. …
You read that right, but I’ll go over it again: Chocolate. Covered. Gummie. Bears. Two quick asides before we get to the aforementioned bears: #1) I grew up in West Texas with a German-born mother, whose family sent us packages of the original Haribo Gummie Bears when I was a kid. No one else knew …
I am saddened and angry about the bombings at the Boston Marathon, as most of you are, and I hesitated to post this joyful entry, but the runners I know keep on runnin’ when life gets tough. So, I’m taking a page from the runner’s manual and I’ll keep on runnin’. I hope you do …
Getting in shape to be a grandparent is kinda like getting in shape for a half-marathon: * Takes planning – What will you be called? * Takes eating right – Gotta build stamina for horsey rides. * Takes a sense of humor – Some days you’ll get a little poop on ya (that’s just wrong). …
Oh Dear Readers, I’m going to be a grandmother. Me. The gal who cusses like a sailor, shoots guns, runs marathons, yells at the Crazy Bitches of Whatever City at Bravo, is mortified by Honey Boo Boo but still manages to watch, eats candy like a 12-year-old, snorts while laughing and finds fart jokes immensely …
I come from a family of jokers and give as well as I get. Well, the joke is on me. When our son and daughter-in-law shared the news that we were going to be grandparents, the search for my grandmama moniker began. Husband had his picked out a year before: G-Daddy. It’s cute, funny, and …