My name being Madeleine, plus my obsession with French literature from indulging in my second language, I especially love madeleine cookies. Upon tasting a madeleine cookie, all of your precious memories will suddenly return, just like in the third manuscript of, À la Recherche du Temps Perdu.
Les Petites Madeleines
I love these cookies so much, I needed this ginormous box to ‘remember’ everything important!
How do you properly run in the winter? Well, depending on if I am on the beach or with my family in Upstate NY, my outfits vary!
For the cold, I love Nike cold gear or anything in my closet really!
These are like pants and tights all in one, for cold-weather running! I have so many black tights, it is fun to mix it up from time to time.
In college as a side gig over break, I helped some fashion majors at a big name university close to my Upstate NY home, with a four-credit course. We had an event with a photo booth, clothes, stickers and makeup that was catered. As the girls whom I helped gave me a strawberry cupcake as a reward for those efforts, they told me about all the clothes they can wear to class without it being controversial. I had envy, because my athletic apparel was considered expensive to wear to my private college, I was told to tone down my sneakers I thought nothing of wearing, I totally could have worn any sneakers I wanted around them and it would never be enough. Where do you wear your favorite things? I need to wear nice sneakers as an elite athlete, but I tone down being flashy for certain events. I never feel guilty for having nice shoes, because my marathon runner feet deserve them all the time, not nice shoes are simply not an option. After my shoes have seen their marathon days, I donate them to the Salvation Army, after washing them thoroughly of course in bleach for colors. It is funny to hear about what some girls are allowed to wear to their college classes, whilst I practically needed a doctor’s note to have sneakers under two hundred dollars in order to not be confronted by an awful woman. One time I had a situation where it was either two walking casts or expensive boots, and I still cannot believe an expensive private school can have the authority to not let you wear nice shoes to class. The thing about those boots was ‘yes’ they were expensive, but in reality I thought they were ugly and only had them instead of walking-casts; double punished for being injured, the real reason behind that foot. Wearing my shoes, and my advisor leaving his door open so anyone could take my personal file from his office were my biggest issues back in the day; it’s almost funny now. I should have gone to those fashion major’s school, to be a professional runner who is also intelligent. When you are adulty early, you need to make sure to be in the right environment. It does not make sense to have an adult professional life, and then be treated in a non-adult manner studying something expensive. I can wear any shoes that I want to wear. My anonymous tip would be to never tell someone who runs up to 100 mileish weeks for about tenish years, anything about their shoes, keep it all to yourself.
This video does a very nice job, reviewing different types of running gloves. I like to wear gloves all the time when I run, they need to be tight and have a mechanism to touch your smart phone as well! I knit a lot of my own hats with double-pointed needles, and make the pom-poms….
I very much enjoyed doing my interview with Hatx Hats, because their company truly possesses a story of perseverance as well as message emulating the concept of love conquering all. Whether it is personal health, relationships or insight on life, these hats have a way of encouraging overcoming obstacles with love and willpower.
“One year, I made Andrea a hat for Christmas and they fell in love with it. Andrea said, ‘When you cross the E out of HATE it spells HAT.’”
A powerful photo of two sisters Laura and Andrea.
In this generative month long writing workshop designed for all-levels, Andrea will peel back the curtain on their career and the poems that built it. Illuminating the backstory behind some of their most widely read pieces, Andrea will provide writing prompts, tools, and techniques to help participants not only write their hearts out, but in. Each session will culminate in Q&A where you can pick the flowers of Andrea’s brain for anything poetry. Students can expect to have at least 12 new drafts of poems by semester’s end, as well as a deeper understanding of poetry, the poet, and a new community of writers and friends!
DATES: Four Saturdays on Feb 20th, 27th, March 6th, 13th
TIME: 2PM-4PM EDT
COST: $150.00
I took all of this directly from Andrea Gibson’s website, just for the purpose of you having the proper description! The opportunity to participate in the workshop of a world renowned poet, is very extraordinary. It is pretty cool we share Saint Joseph’s College of Maine as our alma mater, I actually had the opportunity to see her perform during my time study with Saint Joe’s.
There were two separate years where I was apprehensive to be with my grandmother, because it took away from my education and career; the only thing I care about is getting that graduate degree to have the dream job. You are competitive and type A when you start college your freshman year of highschool, as I did. However, taking that time taught me about what truly matters in family life, and you do not need to pick between career success and family matters.
There is a time for everything. It was not just one night of having a huge term paper due, and spontaneously spending the night, it is semesters spent with them versus my world. It was both a sacrifice and a luxury to have that special time together; it made me a better person than I would have been staying on the black and white assembly line for success. I feel that my family cares for me more after enduring a medical procedure this week, because of the time that I was flexible for all of us. It is a luxury to not have to hire someone to reach the stitches on my back, dressing them everyday, and having a family member touching me instead. I’m businessy and mathy; one time I babysat for my powerful woman boss’s parents, because I felt compassionate for her situation after feeling the same way in the past. She bought me a mountain of assorted bagels from Goldberg’s and has a very cool home. Finding yourself caught in a place between becoming involved with care in a life-altering way that is unfortunately not an option and finding the correct person to help you, is real problem. When life makes you choose love over a program or event, gratitude is the highest compensation, it’s life-altering, you just look to Jesus whilst having faith everything happens in time. In the end, there are moments that cannot be deferred, sacrifices, and hopefully the good outweighs the bad in making a decision for the right reasons. The main take away from this should be, it can be appropriate to switch seats on a flight with your boss and babysit for them one weekend, being nice is good thing.
Taking care of a family member does not mean you need to change professional fields to healthcare at all, but it is nice of you to help your family. Even though I was helping my grandparents, I am still mathy and businessy, not about to pursue a healthcare career as my aunt did, because that is not who I am; my aunt would not want my profession either, it would blow her mind. I will admit I hit a point where we did both, hired someone and I was being nice helping, but at the end of the day I belong in a different world and needed to differentiate myself. I say differentiate myself, because my aunt for instance did not have a world in my world and never really understood they should have hired a babysitter, and I did my time meaning something had to give eventually. You need to live your life, I found myself sacrificing competitive opportunities not everyone just has, for minuscule reasons at one point where a babysitter should be standard. For instance, a longtime professor created a math research study for me to be apart of, because I had to shoot down the competitive one in California I could have been a part of, but it all still looks good on paper; one I needed to apply for and the other I could just kinda sorta have for being me. All of that made me weird about settling on certain aspects of life, I can turn into a real beast when it comes to having my standard and not settling; no more time to mess around. I say, “No, I need to have what I actually want, it’s my turn…” Then, I’ll jokingly offer to hire the babysitter myself, give them some cash, ask my aunt what they’re doing. Yeah, we needed to make a change so I am not sixty-five when I have my doctorate and marry someone, it is hard to make certain decisions regarding lifestyle and accomplishments; finding the right way to help someone you love and still have your life. Sometimes, if a bad babysitter was chosen, I would not leave for my event, because it is like leaving your baby, it’s a whole thing. At times, it can be hard to not become lost in being with a family member, but keep your brain sharp and set obtainable goals to stay who you are. You can have the emotional capacity to love, as well as the brain for success in the workplace and academia. There is no rush, however there is definitely a time for everything. Compassion is a profound characteristic to possess.
Sometimes when you want to scream, you just need to take three deep calming and relaxing breathes instead. Times that have made me want to scream, made me improve my calming and relaxing meditative skills. Take the time limit away, if a chapter is going against every bone in your body. Also, I have layers of goals for certain periods of time. I have ten minute sessions of meditation on my zafu pillow everyday, it helps me in life and running well. Meditation enables being a tough cookie.
You need to embrace the times you run fast, and certain distance. Plus be happy for runner’s achieving success. For me, there is marathon runner me at 17 and marathon runner me at 25. I would not be mad if a teenager placed higher than me in a race, because I feel like it was more normal for me to be a marathon runner in my teens than now. The reason I retroactively feel that it was appropriate for me to start racing the marathon distance as a teenage girl, is because it came from running cross-country since I was twelve. I always was a runner, and it was appropriate for me to enter marathon running at a young age.
My coach, was in her late thirties when I met her after my first marathon, and we talked about age in the beginning. The difference between me being teenaged and her having already been married with children and a career. Sometimes, in races I would place high and my coach would need to say that I was old enough to fit in the winning shoe. My coach after running all the world majors and being a top ten performer, also told me to run races like MDI, because they are pretty and enjoyable. It is very cool how fast I have been in peak. Now, at the age of twenty-five, I feel like I have been there and done that already, while a lot of female marathon runners do not start until they are closer to thirty. However, I feel that thirty for me will not have much running, and more sitting in a chair teaching mathematics to college students and highschool students who should start college early; perhaps still dabbling in software or research things. Running is a cool career, but it can also be the career before the other career. My coach is a wonderful woman to look up to, especially for me, because we both have fast times and careers that are way separate from running, like not even on the business end of running; two professions each, at least. A dear friend of mine has a cool career before the other career too, but in a different industry, two different industries actually where we do not really overlap in career paths ever; the reason we are so happy together. Having multiple vocational careers is very relatable indeed, more relatable than unrelatable in reality.
Dragging out competitive running to a twenty year thing, seems unfathomable to me. Shadow boxes exist for a reason. My office has all my degrees and medals, I love it very much. Being as intelligent and fast as possible is my main priority in life which some may find controversial, but whatever. Never let the negative people in, or settle on stereotypical norms, push the limit of being fast and intelligent; women can do anything and should have a supportive male counterpart if that is what they would like. I realize there are people who do not feel it’s correct to run marathons like I do or pursue graduate school in mathematics with the hope to teach mathematics at a high level to other women in the future, but that is who I am, and there are women out there who are even better at math and running; keep pushing forward. My brain needs to be stimulated and challenged, and so do my legs and heart in a marathon. There is more to life, if you know what I mean, the reality may be breaking away at times to be smart and fast. Honestly, I feel like I am on track to reach my personal goals, if not the place in a race, I bet I can be pleased with the time. Everyone can run the time, but finishing in a high place of a race is just a bonus. A lot of my old teammates ran sub-four minute miles, and so did all eight of the men in the race, so I feel lucky to have those buddies to learn from; we all learn from each other. I always place higher in longer races, but some track star ex-teammates do not want to run the marathon, at least not yet. There are races where top twenty is only about three seconds apart from each other, with times that are profoundly fast. The other things my coach told me is “You never know!” and “You know the time you will finish a marathon before your foot leaves the starting line.” When you stride towards perfection, you come pretty close.
I really like to emphasize be happy for everyone, especially your closest competition and think very highly of your personal goals.
Love is not in the legs, it’s all in the kiss!
I was happy post running in this pic….
When you kiss the love of your life, you instantly know that you were born to find each other!
Especially after running twenty miles and off camera… over and over and over again, plus once more. Those electromagnetic things, I almost feel in a meditative state when I run a marathon. Nothing makes me happier than being close to marathon running or kissing. Both make me instantly happy. Inexplicable happiness. The grey sweatpants make my happiness even higher too, even with the right leg rolled all the way up whilst throwing off the sneakers; being completely barefoot in grey sweats. It is so funny, because in the beginning I thought they would only wear the running kind for a track all the time, but they have lots of variety even though I love the running kind; do not even need to wear them, it’s fine, that’s a beautiful thing. I have broadened my horizons so much.
My weekend with all these stitches in my back is going splendidly. I actually walked for a hour on my treadmill, and brought the chihuahuas outside on a walk. Everything looks like it will heal leveled and be fine. Personally, I enjoy these videos about running on a treadmill, discussing book publishing things with my editor and running confidants the past few days of being ‘laid up’ with stitches. Who doesn’t want my future run book? A benefit of attending a small college for undergrad, is you have a built-in editor with an impressive doctorate and lifelong career in show business, if you want to actually publish a book, lucky lady; better than editing a fifty paged paper. I cannot wait to sit at expo’s selling it, with other run book author confidants after all these years respectfully running around. Sometimes, I act as if a running confidants’ book is my favorite thing of all time during race expos and help them market it to the line, and soon I’ll have a turn; it’ll be fun. I love that I can have a melting pot of publications such as poetry, academia, and running knowledge; best of all the worlds. Two of the three genres are probably better, and one of those two is probably more popular.
Running is such a great sport, because there is something for athletes on all levels. You can be an elite, beginner or seasoned runner and enjoy a lifetime sport. One of my past special someone’s never liked running long distance, it would be his worst nightmare, but he enjoys a shake-out on the track; so close to each other that I know for a fact he detests running so much, we’re friends like that. However, he would always climb trees whilst watching me run in a loop around our school, and I am tempted to go zip-lining with him sometime, because I miss seeing him up in the trees smiling down at me in my sports-bra and spandex. He adored sitting on a branch of a tree, timing my loop, and at night time he would have a flashlight shining on me like a spotlight; making a girl feel like a running movie star en vogue. There are probably still little three minute videos of me running on his phone, answers to his make-believe interview questions about my running career, ready to set me up or place me on a pedestal. It reminds me of the frost yourself with diamonds commercial, he certainly makes me laugh. Do you wonder who this mysterious businessman who loved watching me run from up in the trees could possibly be? It’s a pretty high-profile secret, that I think is really funny. :)
On a side note, one year of lacrosse for team bonding we all climbed trees with harnesses and went ziplining, it was the best team weekend ever.
Life is like a basketball game, and I am watching a bunch of them today, watched the Bonnas game last night too, their basketball court sure looks extravagant. Bonaventure’s team is cool to watch, because they have the playing time to showcase real athleticism. They are all such excellent players. It’s my dad’s alma mater, and my grandpa’s and two sisters, mom and I always have dinner together during all their alumni events; it’s funny.
Plus, I want everyone to look at THE RUN EXPERIENCE blog, you’ll see how normal run blogging is to millions of people, as well as running opportunities for all. These are very nice training programs.
I absolutely love this variation of Ave Maria. It is truly special to see a soloist perform with an orchestra in real life, and through film as well. Anastasiya’s gown is absolutely stunning, and her technique is mesmerizing, impeccably flawless and beautiful to admire.
Today, I walked for fifteen minutes on the treadmill. No stitches were popped out in the process. Then, I showered and blew out my hair with my Revlon One-Step. I love my one-step, it is so easy to handle, I do not need to over stretch my back with stitches, and I can also practice pirouettes or balancing on one foot simultaneously. Therefore, yes, a boyfriend could use this rather quickly to dry their hair too, perhaps a beard as well sometimes. Not that I would break up with someone for using a blow dryer over a one-step whilst balancing on one foot or practicing pirouettes, I would let them sit in a chair to have lovely intellectual conversation while drying their hair for them as a whole person. So even understanding and respecting someone’s emotional needs, it may be difficult to survive the sudden beard that’s long enough to braid phase, and perhaps using the one-step would have made it more enjoyable of a phase. Who else has had the appropriate length of a beard conversation with an ex or present boyfriend? One time, I took a break from someone special, because of their mancave and beard growing phase, that I needed to let them have, and that is honestly what it comes down to. It is more than okay to take a break anytime you want to, and it is highly inappropriate to pull a card, when you know the real reason you took a break; he should have bought a one-step to style that beard. I am someone who needs to feel a way, and have the mancave essence separated from going out to dinner, if you will. I need the beard styled for a date if we are going on one, if the beard makes a comeback, plus respect and pleasant conversation; versus pulling a card to make me feel obligated to stay together forever. Men, can use the one-step just as much as women, because it is very gentle and effective in reaching styling desires.
This is like how using a wand is fun, and you love to style everyone’s hair after your own, or it really gives you ‘french braiding party’ from the lacrosse tourney days feels. A thousand times yes, the one-step is awesome, very fun. In all seriousness, it is awesome to not need to hold a brush and a blow dryer while these stitches are in, my sister had esp buying this for me before my procedure. It takes me about thirty minutes to blow out my hair, so it is soft and straight to a degree where going through with a flat-iron afterwards is just a little finishing touch.
My mom brought my chihuahuas on a walk near the path by the Skaneateles Brewing Company, and brought me back cake donuts from the Skaneateles Bakery. Only to be stood up by date tonight.. just kidding my dates are my chihuahuas and they never leave me! Tonight, the chihuahuas were running around playing with their pirate toys, that have peg legs and eye patches with matching striped tops; it’s their favorite.
