Freezing Cold to Torrential Rain – Week 1 of Marathon Training
It has been a week of extremes for me both in running and corporate life. Corporately speaking, it was an emotionally challenging week of saying goodbye to someone very loved in the team. I had to juggle my emotions while trying to stay on top of tasks. I worked my longest day ever, physically leaving work at 8PM on Wednesday night and not “clocking off” until after midnight. Throw in an exec visit, Portuguese tarts plus a...
The Golden Ticket for an Epic Run
A few months ago I won the lottery! The lottery for a place in the Bank of America Chicago Marathon. I’ve been wanting to run a marathon for quite some time yet the prospect seemed so daunting that I never quite mustered up the courage to commit. Well that has changed. I’ve paid my money, I’m registered, I’m doing this. I’m not actually running it until October 2016 but for...
Dubai – City in the Sand
I had been looking forward to Dubai. This was the last stop on our trip, a place that would be exotic, opulent, sunny and warm. It was exotic, opulent and HOT but I just couldn’t connect with this place. Dubai is a manufactured city in the sand. Built on the success of the oil trade, it strives to touch the sky defying the shifting sands beneath it. It has a stunning skyline best viewed at night. It’s wealth is on...
Praha – Beer, Sun & Tourist Fatigue
Prague was one of those places I’ve always wanted to visit. I never really knew why – I don’t have any personal connection to it nor do I know much about it’s history apart that it was the capital of ancient Bohemia. I’ve recently become a fan of Art Nouveau and Prague’s native son Alphonse Mucha is by far the master of the genre which was probably why I added this to our destination list. Our...
Going Góralka in Zakopane
In case you didn’t know I am Polish. Well 1/2 Polish as my mum is Polish. My mum grew up in a mountain village called Zakopane which is located an hour and a half away from Krakow and cradled by the Tatra mountains. I grew up on a steady diet of Polish food, tradition and tales of my mum’s mountain adventures. Zakopane always seemed a magic place from what my mum told us. A place were you can drink water from a cool...