There are two women who walk in my neighborhood, usually two nights a week. They don't live here; they drive here and park their cars at...

For the past few days, my lungs have felt like ladyfingers soaking up espresso and rum to provide the spongy goodness in tiramisu. Only, the...

Be warned -- a bit of a rant ahead . . . Stop judging yourself! That's me (The Happy Runner) yelling at the other me (The Self-Judgment...

You know me as the Happy Runner. Or maybe by my given name, Felice. But, truth be told, you should get to know me as Her Royal Highness the ...

Does this happen to you? I had a whole post written this morning. I re-read it and got a little nervous and so I deleted it. I'd describ...

After years of complaining (really, years ), I finally made an appointment to see a podiatrist about my bunionized toe. But, get this -- the...

My run today was wonderful. I enjoyed running in shorts and a sleeveless top after months of layering against the cold, and I had to smile a...