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This week wasn’t about performance, it was about perspective. Earlier this week, a blizzard hit NYC. I was looking out the window with my husband, watching the snow build up, but all I could think about was the 8 miles that were on my half-marathon training agenda for the day. "I have to run 8 miles on the treadmill today, how am I going to run that much?!" 8 miles was my longest ever and it felt so heavy before I'd even started!  I was thinking, “I have to do this". I kept t

April 26, 2026 . Brooklyn Half Marathon— my first ever! Same weekend, April 24th - 26th: Super Art Fair in Brooklyn, where I'll be exhibiting a new series of paintings. Two arenas. Two scoreboards. One weekend! The plan was to train quietly, paint quietly, show up prepared, and see what happened. No announcements. No documentation. Just execution. And then yesterday, I ended up crouched on my floor, laughing. The Seven-Mile Trigger The run itself was fine. Seven miles on the.