Seven months into the year and I’ve read several books as part of my Book Club, recommendations from family and friends, and attractive covers at the book store. Thus far these are my favorites:
The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry
How Children Succeed: Grit, Curiosity, and the Hidden Power of Character
During my day off last Thursday after running a few errands I did something I had always wanted to do since living in NYC….up on the High Line I lay on one of the wooden chaises and read for over an hour. During prior visits I had always been envious of people lounging in such a beautiful spot, enjoying the park with no where to go. Last Thursday I was one of those people and it was absolutely indulgent to read, relax, and watch all of the mid-day activity above 10th Avenue.
This park is still one of my favorite places here.
I return to yoga studios because I find a teacher that inspires me personally and helps to improve my physical yoga practice. At Mala Yoga I found Stephanie. I’m sure the other teachers at Mala are lovely, but I keep returning to Stephanie’s classes; she is a runner and I’m sure that prompts a large part of my devotion. Stephanie specifically teaches a series of yoga classes geared towards runners, emphasizing poses that will bolster our time out on the pavement.
Yesterday during a private lesson (private only because no one else showed up for the 6:30 a.m. class) I came to understand that Stephanie’s return to running was a goal that she set for herself from a hospital bed. She shared her story with NYRR as part of their 2014 NYC Half Stories series.
Inspiring!
After failed attempts of moving to New Zealand and then Ireland, I sometimes worry that I’ve missed an opportunity to call another country home. However, learning of this family’s 10-month journey was inspiring and gives me hope that an international adventure could still be within my reach; with the added benefit of Cabs serving as one of my wing-men.
All of us are home on this Monday waiting for the worst of Hurricane Sandy to arrive and move on. The winds and rain are anticipated to be quite intense once the storm hits land and combines with tonight’s high tide. The rivers (both East and Hudson) have already exceeded their respective barriers, schools are closed through Tuesday, and public transport is suspended for known future. This is baby’s first Hurricane….though his typical day of pooping/sleeping/eating is not in any way affected (though mum is pleased that Ben is home for company).
An old Cherokee told his grand-
son, “My son, there is a battle
between two wolves inside us all.
One is Evil. It is anger, jealousy,
greed, resentment, inferiority,
lies and ego. The other is Good.
It is joy, peace, love, hope, hum-
ility, kindness, empathy & truth.”
The boy thought about it, and
asked, ‘Grandfather, which wolf
wins?”
The old man quietly replied,
“The one you feed.”
– author unknown
A review of Jay Farrar, Anders Parker, Will Johnson, Yim Yames’s new album, ‘New Multitudes’, which is out today. We are looking forward to their show next month at Webster Hall….we’re suckers for Yim Yames.
Ben and I met in a bar.
The final days leading up to the marathon are proving to be the toughest in our training….in that we are not drinking this week.
Evens go East (est)
Odds go West (ouest)