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This week I finished up the Spring semester at both colleges at which I am lucky enough to get to share my knowledge about reading strategies, the fine science of navigating the maze that is a college textbook, English vocabulary, and, well, life in general. It has been my pleasure and privilege to facilitate the … Continue reading DOIN’ IT RIGHT


Yesterday I ran the Bay to Breakers race in San Francisco, in a tutu, tired as hell, but happier than happy to be surrounded by over 40,000 fellow endorphin junkies (liberal interpretation suggested. . .). I decided, against better advice, to actually run the event, just this once, just so I could have that experience. … Continue reading PIMP MY STRIDE


When my son was really young, say from about age 18 months to three or so, he had a favorite word, unique as his personality, and dropped more frequently than names on the red carpet. He would say it when he disliked his food. He would say it when I asked him to do something. … Continue reading BLUCK YOU


“It’s not swagger, I’m just sore.” This is my motto today. Put the signal out and call the dark night please, cuz,  holy workout Batman, this girl’s about to go down for the count. Just kidding. Mostly. Yes, I am tired. Yes, I am sore. But whatever, I love it. No pain, no gain, tear … Continue reading SUPERSTAR