"in my generation, it was difficult to know that you could take control of your own life. you thought your husband and children were supposed to dictate your life. now i see young women who feel they have to be a total success by 30, which is very different. and both things are equally wrong."
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gloria steinem (via clarajudgypants)
Kitty — did you post this just for me, for my upcoming birthday? Regardless, an important message that I need(ed) to be reminded of.
(via erehwyna)
I’m not sure what I can offer in words about the tragedy in Boston that hasn’t already been said. Senseless. Horrifying. Irrational. All seem to barely scratch the surface of emotions around this event.
Being a fellow runner and marathoner, there’s something about this attack that feels so personal. The Boston Marathon is the penultimate running event. You would be hard pressed to find an aspiring marathon runner who can’t rattle off what time they’d need to run to “BQ” (Boston Qualify). People train their entire lives to qualify for Boston and take on this event with gusto.
The spectators, the City of Boston, the race planning and re-planning all go into making this event a legend. And I hate that it’s legendary status is now going to be covered with a black cloud of fear.
I ran this morning thinking about the attack the whole time.About the running community and how welcoming it is, and how polar opposite this attack was to the spirit of running. Whether you run for exercise and feel like you have to, or if you run marathons every year, you’re a part of this family. The early morning runs when you pass someone on the path and give a slight nod and ‘hello’ as if to say, I’m in this with you. The spirit of the race when you see someone who is struggling and you stop to walk with them for a moment and help them along. The moments when you feel like you can’t take another step and you hear someone cheer for you on the sidelines and it reminds you to keep going, it’s not that bad.
There is strength in the running family, and certainly in city of Boston. These qualities that make us a community will draw us even closer and make us stronger for it - I just wish we didn’t have to be shocked into feeling this way. Like the rest of the world, my prayers are with the families and victims of those hurt in the attack in Boston.
1. Our good friends, J&K (pictured here in the plaid vest & red sparkly top) welcomed their baby boy Jack into the world last night! It’s fun to see this munchkin come into a world where you know he will be so loved.
2. This post from my girl, D. She really has a way with words and an even keener ability to say exactly what you need, right when you need it most.
3. The 10-day forecast. 52 and sunny on Saturday? Yes, please.
4. Forgotten bath products. The ever-thoughtful Kitty got me this Laura Mercier Almond Coconut Scrub after the Chicago Marathon 2 seasons ago. I used half, and then in a hoarder moment attempt to save it for later, I put it away in my under-the-sink cabinet. I found it this weekend and it’s made my morning for the past 2 showers.
5. Book Club TONIGHT. Resurfaced after 2 months off, it’s nice to look forward to something on a Monday night now that the Bachelor is over (we’re reviewing The Language of Flowers)
What about you guys? What things made you happy today?
