• Health & Fitness,  Lifestyle,  Self Care

    Running is the New Black

    I ran a race on Sunday. It was for charity:  the Upper Canada Mall Easter Seals Run, to be precise. But mostly, it was for me. It was my first race.  And I ran it.  ALL.  Aaaand, I didn’t even come in last! Running seems to be de rigueur these days.  Everywhere I look, I’ve got friends from coast to coast, continent to continent racing, as it were.  These people are doing 1Ks, 5Ks, 10Ks, marathons and half-marathons.  They’re doing triathlons and IronMans.  They’re out there.  Talking about it.  Tweeting about it.  Training for it.  DOING it.  So I guess it was only a matter of time before I felt…

  • Family,  Health & Fitness,  Kids

    Leg aches and Lullabies

    Last night somewhere around midnight I heard muffled sobs coming from the little kids’ room. I found my three year old daughter in a state somewhere between the conscious and the subconscious, writhing around in obvious pain. Leg ache. Not the first time. Not the first kid. They get it from me. (And, oh, by the way, apparently these are NOT ‘growing pains’ but I’ll let you read more about that here.) In any event, I was not able to settle her in her own bed so I tucked her in beside me in mine and with a gentle-but-firm massaging motion and some slightly off-key renditions of her favorite lullabies,…

  • Family,  Health & Fitness,  Kids

    A Boy and his Cat

      My soon-to-be six-year-old son can be a whiny, grumpy mess when he wants to be.  He is also sweet and oh-so affectionate.  And though he may be quick to anger, over the past year he has proven that he has patience to spare. Pretty much since he was a baby or, at least, as far back as I can remember, my eldest son has been constantly stuffed up.  I mean ALWAYS.  To him, not being able to breathe clearly was his normal.  Day or night.  Summer or winter.  Inside or out.  So when he was four and a half years old we finally took him for allergy tests.  Looking…

  • Family,  Health & Fitness,  Kids

    SMS ~ Soccer Mom Syndrome

    Summer draws to a close.  There were no fancy camps for the school-aged kiddos; just plain ol’ hangin’ out at home with the sibs and Mom for ten. long. weeks. Oh, and soccer. This, the final weekend in August is the AYSC Stinger Cup and (I’m proud to say) my eight-year-old daughter’s team has made the semi-finals.  Better yet, SHE is VERY excited.  In fact, earlier this week, in one of those rare, quiet moments, she actually (quite out of the blue, I might add) confessed to, and I quote, “loving soccer”. So, wait. What? I have a kid that “loves” a sport? How COOL is that? Maybe it’s because…