Half Marathon Training: Changing up the purpose of this blog 

How the heck did I get here? I’m becoming someone who blogs about running. RUNNING! This exercise that I’ve avoided for at least two years. I’d do anything — spinning, barre, step classes — anything but run. And yet, somehow, I just decided to re-purpose my site to track my newest journey: half marathon training.

When the CEO of my company told me that anyone could train to run, I argued saying, “Anyone, but me.” Little did I know that a glass of red wine and a sushi boat later, he had mentally prepared the beginning of my training plan.

Monday morning I was starting up my computer and making coffee when I got a text: “Will you stop up to my office when you get in? I have the phase 1 of your marathon training plan for you.”

Luckily, I had already flown home from our corporate headquarters and was safely 1,300 miles away. Still, I thanked him for his willingness and picked up the phone…I was curious about what he prepared.

We reviewed a 16-week plan. It would take me through summer and get me up to four miles. Keep in mind that the .25 mile warm-up lap in high school track was always tough for me. My only experience in running was sprinting, and only at the shortest distances possible!

And yet — something made me want to try this. Something made me think that even though this was the toughest form of exercise for me, I had enough ambition to at least give it my best attempt. Plus, he had included a disclaimer that said if I got to the end of Phase 1 and wanted to stop, I could.

So, this is the story of my journey. I’m going to share the good, bad, and painful with you as I train to run 13.1 miles. Let’s all take a moment to recognize that the distance of a half marathon is comparable to a short drive.

Here’s to stepping out of your comfort zone and being your authentic self!


22 reasons my 22nd year will be better than my 21st


1. I’ve stopped biting my nails and I now have the long, natural nails I’ve always wanted.

2. Derby completed dog school and no longer terrorizes everyone he sees…just don’t get too close to me when he’s around.

3. I’m moving a lot closer to home–to Lakewood Ranch–the only place in Florida I’ve actually ever wanted to live.

4. Instead of losing a job at a startup, I’ve gained one at a company that’s 11 years old.

5. I’m making way more money and now have an idea of what it’s like to actually budget, so it won’t go to waste.

6. Turning 22 means people won’t look surprised when you tell them you’re “only 21.”

7. I’m actually putting a dent into my twenties which seems more thrilling than intimidating now.

8. I’m kicking it off in New York City.

9. My first birthday dinner is at the Melting Pot with Collin, who I live 20 minutes from instead of 3.5 hours.

10. I am going to get to see my niece and nephew regularly rather than when I’m “in town.”

11. I’ll actually be able to go home and walk my dog during lunch since I’ll live closer to where I work.

12. I’ll learn this so-called-joy of wood floors and granite counter tops that everyone seems to have.

13. I’ll be one year closer to retirement — with my first 401k to boot.

14. I’ll officially live right across the street from — wait for it — Starbucks.

15. My new apartment has a spin and yoga room which means no extra gym memberships for this lady!

16. I took a break from blonde and went brown for fall. Adios Miranda and Britney.

17. My best friend is graduating from SEU and we may actually live in the same city for more than two months.

18. I won’t have to haul my dog across the state if I want to go home to Venice for a home cooked meal.

19. I have a real excuse to learn to cook with my new granite countertops and stainless steel appliances.

20. I got a second job as a freelancer for a company in NYC so that I can keep getting bylines, which pretty much makes me a modern-day Carrie Bradshaw. Right?

21. I’ll be able to buy actual Christmas presents that mean something because I’ll be able to afford them.

22. I’ve learned that bad luck has no prejudice, but being ambitious and determined will help you get exactly what you want when the time is right.

“Timing is everything. When you’re really ready for it, it will come.” -Mandy Hale

Editor’s Note: the picture at the top is of me in New York City at none other than Carrie Bradshaw’s apartment.

I just lost my job, I didn’t lose my fight

Two months ago, I told you all about my first job after college. I started four days before graduation as the Social Media and Content Specialist at Fresh Media Network in West Palm Beach. I moved across the state alone and now as I sit here in my apartment, jobless, I pain to tell you that the startup company has gone under — that after only 60 days of employment, I have lost my very first job.

I kept it a secret for the first few days from everyone except my parents and close friends. I wallowed for a few hours, but then went on a 72 hour job application binge. I sent out applications and resumes to 80 places. This is an ongoing job search now, a little over a week since it all went down.

But this isn’t a pity post; this isn’t a cry for help. This is simply to let you all know that even when you do everything right–when you take no less than five classes each semester, complete two internships each semester, graduate a year early, go away for a final summer internship and then land a job before graduation–even when all of that is done correctly, bad luck has no prejudice. The CEO and investors ended up not seeing eye-to-eye on some crucial details so the investors pulled out, leaving me as collateral damage.

Now I’m left here with absolutely nothing on the East Coast except my apartment. So I start a new job search, and just as before, all signs point to NYC. So I’ll try again. Maybe I’ll stay here, maybe I’ll get a job offer somewhere else, but no matter what happens, I won’t let myself be a casualty.

In the meantime, if anyone knows of someone who is hiring, definitely send them to my portfolio.

“As we drive along this road called life, occasionally a gal will find herself a little lost. And when that happens, I guess she has to let go of the coulda, shoulda, woulda, buckle up and just keep going.” -Carrie Bradshaw

When Two Carries Meet

CarrieI always considered myself lucky. I had the group of friends everyone hopes to have in their twenties. I had my Samantha — Jayme, who is older than me and isn’t afraid to give it to me straight when I need it; Charlotte — Gabrielle, who always strives to be perfect and accomplishes just that in the most adorable way; Miranda — Lauren, who moves to Brooklyn (I mean Kansas) for her husband and child, but is still down for a girls-night-in with wine and movies. I thought I had the group; that I didn’t need anyone else because we all completed the famously longed by 20-somethings everywhere Sex and the City foursome.

Then I met Katie.

I went to an interview for a job, that found me after I had spent weeks applying for jobs and interviewing with no outcome. This job, on the opposite coast from my family and friends, ended up bringing me to someone who I don’t know how I lived without knowing this long. I knew before my first day that we would get along just from social media, but I didn’t realize how close we would end up being. I found not only an extraordinary mentor in her, but also a fiercely loyal friend.

A short three and a half weeks later, Katie is moving to NYC. We shared an office, and then a cubicle. We shared an adoration for SATC, Sarah Jessica Parker, Cameron Diaz and Beyonce. We shared a love for fun hair colors, a passion for content and a desire to move to the Big Apple one day. Most importantly, we shared Carrie Bradshaw.

Everything that happened to us in these last few weeks, we had a quote for. There was always an episode or a scene we referenced. Our minds work the same way. We have the same ideas, we agree on everything, we want the same things out of life.

We are the two Carries from two different groups of friends who just so happened to find each other. I thought the unique force of the four girls was unbreakable and empowering. But now I know that when two Carries meet, they can conquer the world. 

When two Carries meet it is an inexplicable moment in time when you’ve found the girlfriend who is meant to run free with you. And now, she is moving to New York City, and I couldn’t be more proud of her ambition, fearlessness and sense of adventure. Though I will miss her terribly, and I feel our time together at work was cut way too short, I know that she is doing the right thing. And I can only hope that I, too, can be the Carrie I always thought I was and follow her in her footsteps one day.


And with that, because everything happens for a reason, our favorite of all the SATC quotes:

“Maybe mistakes are what make our fate. Without them what would shape our lives? Maybe if we had never veered off course we wouldn’t fall in love, have babies, or be who we are. After all, things change, so do cities. People come into your life and they go. But it’s comforting to know that the ones you love are always in your heart. And if you’re very lucky, a plane ride away.”

Excuse me, can I go to the bathroom?


In my newsfeed the other day, the above quote, stuck out at me like a sore thumb. I’m not 18 and it has been three years, not months, since I had to ask permission to go to the bathroom. But what this quote means to me is that people expect you to turn 18 and have your whole life figured out. You’re an adult now and you have to know what you want to do in your life.

I witnessed this kind of conversation on Facebook last week when my boyfriend posted his GoFundMe he set up to raise money to attend the Fire Science Academy at SCTI. People were questioning his motives and his decisions: why did he choose such an expensive school when there are cheaper ones nearby? Why didn’t he wait to find out if he would ever leave Florida before earning a state certification? Why wouldn’t he move to the other coast for school if he thought he might end up there?

The answer to all of those questions is the same, and it is quite simple: because he doesn’t know where life will take him. And how can you expect him to know that? People don’t expect to be able to read the future, but they expect you to have some idea of what your twenties will be like. And those same people are also telling you that your twenties are for exploration, adventure and risks before life hits you (a mortgage, car payments, children, etc.). So which is it? Are your twenties supposed to be a roller coaster you jump on and ride wherever it takes you or are you supposed to plan every single move and do everything in your power to have answers to everyone’s questions?

How does this relate to my summer internship? Because I don’t know where I will end up after. I’ve been applying and interviewing for weeks and yet I am still not sure where I will be. I am the kind of person who likes to know how things will end up. I like to have a plan. I am constantly reevaluating my life–just ask my mom–she has sat through many I-need-to-figure-out-my-life  conversations.

I would love, more than anything, to stay at Boca Raton Magazine, but they are fully staffed right now. I can honestly say I have had the best internship experience with them. I learned so much about magazine publishing and hope to bring those skills to a publication in Florida. I still have two weeks left, which seems too crazy to be true, but I am going to make the most out of them.

I hope the next time I write that I have something career-related to update on. But for now, I am going to figure out what my twenties mean to me. I don’t want to look back at this decade and wonder what I was doing.

“Enjoy yourself. That’s what your 20s are for. Your 30s are to learn the lessons. Your 40s are to pay for the drinks.” – Carrie Bradshaw, Sex and the City