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storyteller, mentor, visual learner, beta lover, realistic optimist. boston is home. new york is on the radar. prefer to live in lowercase. a typical day: music. morning run along the river. yoga shapes on an orange mat. green tea. sometimes chai. hot shower. work for a vc firm. send voice notes. rarely listen to voice mail. there's a difference. stay up too late. wake up too early. most days i like it here. liking is a choice. connect dots. keep moving.

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words borrowed + a year of mornings.
i begin each day of my life with a ritual.  - twyla tharp [read more]
confidence is a trait that has to be earned honestly and refreshed constantly; you have to work as hard to protect your skills as you did to develop them. - twyla tharp
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the goal wasn’t to exercise more, i was practicing yoga daily and walking up to 50 miles a week. the goal was layered: be curious, find love, believe. i was curious about what happened after he left the house. he’d return exhausted, flop down on a patch of grass or the front stairs - satisfied. i was only 4 when my father decided to train for the new york marathon but i was aware that he was working hard and having fun. i tried to find a similar hard earned satisfaction several times but the noise was always too loud: how many more minutes, am i almost there, i’m in better shape but he just passed me damn it, fuck this sucks, it’s not that bad, it’s awful. eventually i would stop and walk home relieved yet defeated. running limbo. 
this morning marked a year of mornings. one year of running [blizzards included]! the simple yet profound act believing in myself revealed one of the greatest lessons: to love fully, is to be vulnerable. today, i am more confident than i was a year ago.

words borrowed + a year of mornings.

i begin each day of my life with a ritual.  - twyla tharp [read more]

confidence is a trait that has to be earned honestly and refreshed constantly; you have to work as hard to protect your skills as you did to develop them. - twyla tharp

the goal wasn’t to exercise more, i was practicing yoga daily and walking up to 50 miles a week. the goal was layered: be curious, find love, believe. i was curious about what happened after he left the house. he’d return exhausted, flop down on a patch of grass or the front stairs - satisfied. i was only 4 when my father decided to train for the new york marathon but i was aware that he was working hard and having fun. i tried to find a similar hard earned satisfaction several times but the noise was always too loud: how many more minutes, am i almost there, i’m in better shape but he just passed me damn it, fuck this sucks, it’s not that bad, it’s awful. eventually i would stop and walk home relieved yet defeated. running limbo. 

this morning marked a year of mornings. one year of running [blizzards included]! the simple yet profound act believing in myself revealed one of the greatest lessons: to love fully, is to be vulnerable. today, i am more confident than i was a year ago.


  1. conspiringbutton reblogged this from apleasantsurprise
  2. tresmeses said: well said! i’ve always hated running-always-and have spent a lifetime rounding out the back of the pack. but, i know i can do it. i proved it to myself when i ran two 1/2 marathons. with a little focus, it’s real. now am trying the same with a full!