Changing Course

As I ran the Philadelphia Half Marathon yesterday, about four miles in I realized the course had changed - Greg and I had run the Half the past two years together but this year he was waiting for me at the finish with our two-month old, Lila.  The run was hard, harder than it had been in the past, but the new course with its unfamiliar turns provided distraction as the sun pounded down and the day grew hotter by the mile. Runners began to succumb to the heat and had to retreat to the sidelines.  I realized early on that this year was not going to be about my finish time -  but about something very different.  I had to dig deep and my fingers frequently went to my "L" necklace for motivation as I neared the finish line. As I crossed that finish line of course I noted the time on the clock but was much more focussed on finding Greg and Lila. Indeed, the course has changed.

Tastemaking

Eataly

Before Lila was born we wrote her a letter in which we promised to be the best parents we could be, admiting that while we will not always have all the answers and will undoubtedly make some mistakes along the way, we vowed to give her as many experiences as possible.  We are trying to keep our promise- in her short seven weeks Lila has been to four states, taken ferry and taxi rides and even dipped her baby toes in the swimming pool.  There is no moss gathering on this little girl!  So we will continue to take her to the places we love, and while this means there will be no shortage of Temple tailgating and Sunday football, farmer's markets and restaurant dining, we most look forward to Lila taking us to all of the places she wants to go.

Hoot Hoot!

Gramercy Tavern