Over the past few months, I found myself repeatedly crossing paths with a woman who looked like a serious runner. She had the gear, the KT tape… she was definitely a “real” runner. Naturally, I thought that she was completely out of my league. And then, one day, as I slogged away on the elliptical…
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Betty Says: Life Lessons Learned While Traveling
I just got back from a week-long combination business/personal tour of the east coast, and I came to a few interesting revelations that seem obvious in hindsight, but gave me those “a-ha!” moments at the time. Once-in-a-lifetime opportunities trump everything else. I was in New York City on Thursday, the day after my presentation at…
Betty Says: You Know Nothing About the Mommy Wars
You can’t check the news headlines these days without seeing a reference to “the Mommy* Wars.” It started when Hillary Rosen put Ann Romney on the defensive about her choice to be a stay-at-home mom (also known as SAHM, an acronym that just rolls off the tongue). And the media capitalizes on this because, as…
Betty Says: The Five Stages of (Running) Grief
We spent the weekend in Southern California, which meant a 7-hour drive south on Thursday afternoon (solo, with a 5-year-old), a side trip to San Diego on Sunday (1.5 hours down, 2 hours back), and a return trip on Monday (8 hours). I was desperate for a Tuesday trail run to get me up and…
Betty Says: WTF, Monsanto?
I have a very distinct childhood memory. I was in third grade, or thereabouts, and we had to bring food seeds from home: root vegetables that had sprouted, or seeds from a fruit, like an orange. I planted a lemon seed, and was so deeply proud of it as I brought it home in its…
Betty Says: Embrace the Lard
Looks like someone has been looking in my fridge. Dear Betty, What’s this I hear about you using lard in your baking? Seriously? Lard? What the hell are you thinking? – Baffled in Boise Ok, I’ll admit it: I went out of my way to drive to a farmer’s market on a rainy Saturday morning…
Betty Says: Playing the Role of Mommy
Sometimes, you just need a change of perspective. Dear Betty, I feel like my kids (and possibly even my husband) don’t appreciate what I do. Nobody notices dinner unless it’s bad. Nobody notices the laundry until nothing is clean. Nobody ever says thank you. It makes me crazy. How can I make them appreciate me…
What Women Love (an Informal Study of Pinterest)
It seems like you can’t go anywhere on the Internet these days without hearing about Pinterest. For those who are miraculously unaware of what it is, it’s essentially an online scrapbook where you can “pin” things that you find interesting: recipes, home decor, that pair of boots that you covet, the hairdo that you wish…
Betty Says: Confessions
I borrowed this from the blog of Superfantastic Lori, and had to share with you. This is the place where I confess those weird things that I’m not necessarily proud of, but aren’t so crazy that they’ll land me in jail. And unlike most of Lori’s readers, none of mine involve Kraft Mac & Cheese….
Betty Says: Fearmongering
It was a Tuesday night. I was sprawled on the couch, watching the clock, having the grand debate with myself about how early is too early to go to bed. I’d eaten much too much at dinner and was feeling sort of gross. I was also sore from an intense session with the trainer. I…