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Continue reading →: Shaved Brussels Sprouts Salad: A Favorite Reimagined for RunnersDuring a month-long trial in New Orleans, I found comfort and joy in the little things. One of them being the shaved Brussels sprouts salad at Sylvain, a cozy restaurant tucked into the French Quarter. It was crisp, tangy, and nourishing. That salad became my go-to after long days in…
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Continue reading →: Fall Color 5K at the Morton ArboretumDate: October 25, 2025Location: Lisle, ILDistance: 5KVerdict: Worth the miles. Course & Scenery The course was mostly flat and very runnable, with one notable exception: the start line launches runners straight into a climb up Frost Hill. It’s steep, it’s real, and it’s not the hill to sprint up if…
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Continue reading →: Brewing Coffee? Time for an Exercise Snack!I didn’t have time for a full workout today, so I did pliés and calf raises while my coffee brewed. That’s the magic of exercise snacks: tiny bursts of movement that fit into real life. As I work toward losing 10 pounds and rebuilding my running rhythm, these bite-sized workouts…
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Continue reading →: The Magic Mile: Measuring Progress, Not PerfectionWeek three of my 5K training plan introduced something new: the magic mile. The magic mile is a timed one-mile run used to estimate your pace for future races. It’s not about speed for speed’s sake. It’s about learning how your body moves, how your breath settles, and how your…
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Continue reading →: Cozy Post-Run OatmealThere’s something deeply comforting about a warm bowl of oatmeal after a good run. It’s not flashy. It’s not trendy. But it’s exactly what my body craves when the miles are behind me and recovery begins. I used to experiment with pre-run oats, but the fiber and fullness didn’t sit…
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Continue reading →: Lawyer in Motion: Day One of My ComebackFour years ago, I had a plan. I was going to run a marathon for my 40th birthday. It would be a celebration of endurance, discipline, and a little bit of defiance. Then the pandemic hit, and like so many dreams, mine was deferred. Now, at 44, I’m lacing up…






