by Kristina Pinto | Last summer, like many people, I became a devotee of the town farmers market, my only hope for attempting to eat locally harvested food. Every Tuesday, I headed to the common with my reusable grocery bags and stocked up on organic vegetables, regional cheeses, the freshest seafood, and grass-fed meat from a farm down the road…
Friendly Competition
July 9, 2009 By Leave a Comment
by Kristina Pinto
I’ve been a runner for upwards of ten years and asserted over and over that I am not a competitive person, even though I participate in several races a year. But in the last year, something small, but radical, has happened in my running…
The Happy Plague
March 12, 2009 By 3 Comments
by Kristina Pinto
There’s an oft-referenced quote from running guru George Sheehan, who said, “The difference between a jogger and a runner is an entry blank,” instructing us that daring to join the race entitles you to this awesome identity. But Sheehan also told us, “Everyone is an athlete. The difference is that some of us are in training and some are not…”
The Distance From SAD to Glad
January 6, 2009 By 2 Comments
by Kristina Pinto
I love being outdoors on a bright, crispy winter day–running, cross-country skiing, snow shoeing. I love the blue sky against the evergreens against the snow; the colors look as clean and pure as the air feels inside my lungs. Even though I complain ad nauseum about black ice, shoveling, and the New England ice storm that knocked down power lines for days, I know my body and spirit need winter…
Fit for Good
October 16, 2008 By 1 Comment
by Kristina Pinto
Like many women, I started running for the most basic of reasons: to stay fit. In a relatively short time, I realized that being physically fit is one thing, but as a whole person, I can be much more fit if I translate my running into community service, and running races to benefit various charities has become important to my fitness routine…
Run Like a Mother
September 22, 2008 By 7 Comments
by Kristina Pinto
I am a mother who runs. Like many mothers out there, I use running as an escape from things I’d rather not be doing—whether it’s work stressors, scrubbing my floor, or playing another ever-loving game of Candy Land with my son…
