tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58887907101407368092024-03-13T07:02:52.185-04:00Muy MajoMajo Tinocohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562972944311271262noreply@blogger.comBlogger178125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888790710140736809.post-44366820273658816432020-03-18T21:57:00.001-04:002020-03-18T21:57:52.175-04:00Covid-19, Day 3 of NYC School ClosuresHas it really only been three days? Life last week feels so far away. Nonetheless, we are lucky, and we're trying to find fun where we can.<br />
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This morning while their dad was on conference calls we went to the Botanical Garden nearby. It's a nice open garden, where we were able to practice social distancing and enjoy spring. Before entering I reminded them not only to keep their distance from others, if we saw anyone, but also not to pick up random items, even if they should be recycled. We observed different buds, discussed what they might turn into, and plan on going back in a few days to see how they're changing.<br />
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At some point we just laid down and stared at the sky. I found myself taking a few deep breaths and thinking maybe it would all work out well.<br />
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Then my oldest found a lost pacifier and decided it would be hilarious to put it in her mouth and pretend to be a baby before I could stop her.<br />
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I'm proud to report I managed not to scream at her and I also didn't let my fears dissolve me into a puddle of tears.<br />
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What I did do was hug her and talk to her. I talked to them both. I tried to impart the seriousness of the situation. Not only can we not touch anyone outside our family and have to keep a safe distance, but we also can't put things in our mouth that others might have touched. Because otherwise we might get sick, or we might get our friends sick.<br />
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Because of the virus, she said in a tired voice.<br />
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Yes. Because of the virus, I replied.<br />
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She was upset. She said we couldn't do anything fun. That we couldn't see friends and we couldn't go to play spaces. I replied that that was true. I told them I was upset too. And that I also couldn't do the things I wanted to do, and that I missed my friends too. I told them that we needed to find fun where we could. We needed to keep our distance, that we need to wash our hands, that we need to stay home, or close to it.<br />
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And that if we do all this, then hopefully the virus will go away and we'll be able to do all those things again.<br />
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That's my hope.Majo Tinocohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562972944311271262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888790710140736809.post-67112763769643176092020-03-17T23:32:00.000-04:002020-03-17T23:32:33.391-04:00Covid-19, Day 2 of NYC School Closures<br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13.2px;">We are huge Mo Willems fans over here. We first fell in love with Elephant and Piggie, both in English and in Spanish. Then Pigeon helped us get ready to go to school. And more recently, Zoom Squirrel helped my kindergartener get comfortable with the idea of losing her tooth.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13.2px;">And now Lunch Doodles is helping us work on some our doodling skills while we're stuck at home. The instructions Mo Willems gives are not only clear and easy to follow, but they also reinforce early literacy skills.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">We also did a very brief Virtual Field Trip to the San Diego Zoo. Cute short videos, with interesting animal facts. We also tried Yellowstone Park, but couldn't quite figure out if it was just pictures. The pictures are amazing, though. Here's the link to <a href="https://docs.google.com/document/u/0/d/1SvIdgTx9djKO6SjyvPDsoGlkgE3iExmi3qh2KRRku_w/mobilebasic?fbclid=IwAR2BkgWCRwts7t2t8M4KkTXIfZjroV2G953TVudefqYRq-Fgce_k12BzDRA">Virtual Field Trips.</a> </span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">Day 2 started with a very dramatic meltdown. The 5yo wanted to draw like Mo Willems but is struggling to draw Gerald. She can't draw him perfectly and is frustrated by the idea that she'd have to practice and work at it to improve her doodling skills. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">Fortunately, she was excited to go read on Epic! Epic has a 40,000 digital book library full of comics, nonfiction, audiobooks, and kid-friendly videos. The interface is very intuitive, the books are great, and it allows for different profiles for different readers. Plus, they have free access for students at the moment. Here's the link: </span><a data-ft="{"tn":"-U"}" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy" data-lynx-uri="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.getepic.com%2Flearn%2Ffreeremotestudentaccess%2F%3Ffbclid%3DIwAR0t6rayQnJd021cVD8H6jZcMc4VdrHwkwUpiCxRTVDXi8aU4zz1bWAGNfg&h=AT0DQMs-IeNvGiiWfF9GZ-fPdZE-4atPbfd5cH85Ya2Kd3YZjrxSrIc0gOyVqtVUHu9d-1_h05h3VSkarnOBxBrfZGcuAUBT8lefk_bLO0IK95fenb_7SF607emaZh-yQ1D0VCULfKRh3neHZ4mUKMuAgM2gkL0BMg" href="https://www.getepic.com/learn/freeremotestudentaccess/?fbclid=IwAR0t6rayQnJd021cVD8H6jZcMc4VdrHwkwUpiCxRTVDXi8aU4zz1bWAGNfg" rel="noopener nofollow" style="color: #385898; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; text-decoration-line: none;" target="_blank">Epic!</a><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">We also checked out </span><a href="https://www.youtube.com/user/GoNoodleGames" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;" target="_blank">Go Noodle</a><span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"> on YouTube. It was grey and gloomy today in NYC, and I couldn't motivate the kids to go for a walk. We tried a dance party, but the 5yo was a lump on the couch. Fortunately I remembered Go Noodle, and that I'd heard that sometimes they use it at her school when the weather is not good and they need to do indoor recess. </span><span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">She got excited as soon as it was on, and started telling us all about Go Noodle. </span><br />
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Majo Tinocohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562972944311271262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888790710140736809.post-91226176491752453352020-03-16T08:32:00.000-04:002020-03-16T14:20:44.922-04:00Quarantine Resources for Little Kids<b>Covid-19, Day 1 of NYC School Closures.</b><br />
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For those who don't know me, I'm a mamá of two. They are three and five at the time, and this is going to be interesting. I'm an organizer and a planner, and I'm trying to provide my kids some structure for their benefit and ours.<br />
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I've seen an overwhelming amount of fantastic resources being shared on social media, and as I struggle to keep track of them, organize them, remember them, I thought I'd collect them here. I'll update as I gather more. I won't be able to vet all these, but they come from trusted resources.<br />
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If you see anything that should not be here, please let me know. It's been a long while since I've blogged and I'm a little rusty at this, but I hope it's easy to see where the link are. Also, I'll be looking for bilingual resources to add soon.<br />
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<b>Emotional Well Being</b><br />
First of all, let's deal with talking to the kids about what's going on. Here are two helpful articles shared by Counselor Sánchez, the school counselor at <a href="https://www.leepacademies.org/" target="_blank">LEEP</a>, where my oldest attends Kindergarten.<br />
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<a data-saferedirecturl="https://www.google.com/url?q=https://parenting.nytimes.com/childrens-health/coronavirus-kids-talk&source=gmail&ust=1584396681965000&usg=AFQjCNHZVRTAVDfHXGcx11wr3F7U4Xd8DQ" href="https://parenting.nytimes.com/childrens-health/coronavirus-kids-talk" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank">NYTimes - Coronavirus Kids Talk</a></div>
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<b>Create a Schedule</b><br />
Even if it's a super flexible one, it is helpful to have a go to when kids ask what's next. We're currently putting together our own version, but here are some I've seen circulating.<br />
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My friend <a href="https://www.instagram.com/nycsharathon/?hl=en" target="_blank">@nycsharaton</a> put together the following game board style calendar. We're probably doing a version of this.<br />
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She used <a href="https://www.teacherspayteachers.com/Product/Visual-ScheduleRoutineChore-Chart-for-Young-Children-3023727" target="_blank">Heidi Dickey's Visual Schedule Cards</a> for this.<br />
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For older kids and confident readers, lists can also work. Here are two different versions.<br />
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The one on the left was a repost from <a href="https://www.instagram.com/steelmylunch/?hl=en" target="_blank">@steelmylunch</a> by <a href="https://www.instagram.com/kristenanniebell/?hl=en" target="_blank">@kristenanniebell</a>. I can't find the source for the one on the right.<br />
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Khan academy also shared <a href="https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vSZhOdEPAWjUQpqDkVAlJrFwxxZ9Sa6zGOq0CNRms6Z7DZNq-tQWS3OhuVCUbh_-P-WmksHAzbsrk9d/pub">this guide</a>.<br />
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<b>Virtual Field Trips</b><br />
Go to Mars, or the Louvre! All from your living room.<br />
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<b>Listen to a Podcast</b><br />
Kids love podcasts! Who would have thought? Our very favorite is <a href="https://www.npr.org/podcasts/532788972/circle-round" target="_blank">Circle Round by NPR</a>. Our kids just can't get enough of their stories.<br />
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Here's a <a href="https://www.commonsensemedia.org/blog/the-best-podcasts-for-kids?fbclid=IwAR2KMgEhQG3qI4If7MeRi3BrI-cOf7GxWWWayDpPpbZwoFUlUThjFaVtwzo" target="_blank">list of kids podcasts posted by commonsense media</a>, if you want to explore more,<br />
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<b>Get Moving</b><br />
Ballet! Dance with <a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC2UDAotjwzdMnPToVg7_dsg/videos?fbclid=IwAR1eojIpZyFQVPswc8lgV80xNNEYmQp44GjUsRhq8oNfAi3pZ7j8xRTrlTs&app=desktop" target="_blank">Daniella Ballerina on YouTube</a><br />
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Do some Yoga! We love <a href="https://www.youtube.com/user/CosmicKidsYoga" target="_blank">Cosmic Kids on YouTube</a> or you can <a href="https://www.cosmickids.com/" target="_blank">get the app.</a> Yoga through stories.<br />
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I've heard good things about <a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC2YBT7HYqCbbvzu3kKZ3wnw" target="_blank">GoNoodle</a>, but I haven't had a chance to check it out extensively.<br />
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<b>Music</b><br />
We got this one from <a href="https://parkslopeparents.clubexpress.com/content.aspx?sl=243562996" target="_blank">Susan Fox at Park Slope Parents</a>. It's a list of live streams from children's musicians around the globe: <a href="http://bit.ly/kidshowscorona" target="_blank">Kid's shows Corona</a><br />
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<a href="https://www.facebook.com/suzisheltonmusic/" target="_blank">Suzi Shelton</a>, probably our very favorite Kindie Rocker, is going to be doing live facebook shows daily at 4pm EST.<br />
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For some Spanish/English bilingual music videos, check out <a href="https://www.nathaliamusic.com/videos">Nathalia.</a><br />
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<b>Learn Something</b><br />
List of educational companies offering free online resources: <a href="https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1t3r618pd8MAi6V87dG2D66PtiKoHdHusBpjPKXgm36w/htmlview?sle=true&fbclid=IwAR0WNchOlVr4LctLbPiT2-U9dJR4UGPtsI-f_JLiyLt7JUb1SyFAs2t6lzg#gid=0">Amazing Educational Resources</a>.<br />
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<a href="https://fluencyandfitness.com/register/school-closures/?fbclid=IwAR0XTBVo4yGieJjdlJR2_U13Wbv7nEQ1fpzWCzu-KpBY4OkIeSK2loADuTo">Fluency and Fitness</a> seems to combine both learning and movement.<br />
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<b>Read Something</b><br />
Lots of free books online, will dig a little deeper. Also there are plenty of youtube videos of people reading kids books. I'm planning on starting to add my own too, since I don't think there are as many available in Spanish.<br />
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<b>Make Something!</b><br />
Doodle with Mo Willems! If your kids are Elephant and Piggie fans, you should check out <a href="https://www.kennedy-center.org/education/mo-willems/?fbclid=IwAR2dM372w9XgFKiD6rd0bcWxK0eT0M6EvTM0r9PeRkHvBRd2EjiM2JY4_EU">Lunch Doodles with Mo Willems.</a><br />
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Draw something, keep a journal, get the play-doh out.<br />
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I need some good links for crafts that only require things you might already have in your home.<br />
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<b>Random</b><br />
If all else fails, here's a <a href="https://docs.google.com/document/d/1o6kEgCKLn3cyIm2hehhhSTIk7yRTd0C3zx49JS4wwCI/preview?fbclid=IwAR1JAgiSzXWrvCardB9wfl2m5kfL7sWL1ii42o8yAo4c731fqz8FFDmIrhY" target="_blank">giant list of random things to do with kids when stuck at home</a>.<br />
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Remember to be kind to yourselves and to others. We're all doing our best. Thank you all for sharing these wonderful tools. If you have some you'd like me to add, please let me know.<br />
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<br />Majo Tinocohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562972944311271262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888790710140736809.post-67854091197050530262017-04-14T14:32:00.001-04:002017-04-14T14:32:02.378-04:00I have confidence in me<div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">When I'm running, I'm often re-writing lyrics. Today's schedule had me running winds prints after a rough night, and everything was creaking and dragging as I headed out the door. A block from the park, the oddly appropriate song below started and helped me get in the mood of things.</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"><br /></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">What will this run be like? </div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I wonder.</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">What will my mileage be? </div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I wonder.</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"><br /></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">It could be so exciting to be out in the world, to be free</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">My heart should be wildly rejoicing</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">Oh, what's the matter with me?</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"><br /></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I've always longed for adventure</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">To go for runs, I never can</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">Now here I'm facing adventure</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">Then why am I so scared?</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"><br /></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">A run with seven wind sprints</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">What's so fearsome about that?</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"><br /></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">Oh, I must stop these doubts, all these worries</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">If I don't I just know I'll turn back</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I must dream of the things I am seeking</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I am seeking the courage I lack</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"><br /></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">The courage to run them with reliance</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">Face my fitness without defiance</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">Show them I'm worthy</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">And while I show them</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I'll show me</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"><br /></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">So, let them bring on all their problems</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I'll do better than my best</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I have confidence they'll put me to the test</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">But I'll make them see I have confidence in me</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"><br /></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">Somehow I will impress them</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I will be firm but kind</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">And all those children (all two of them!)</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">They will look up to me</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"><br /></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">And mind me with each step I am more certain</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">Everything will turn out fine</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I have confidence the world can all be mine</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">They'll have to agree I have confidence in me</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"><br /></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I have confidence in sunshine</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I have confidence in rain</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I have confidence that spring is here again</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">Besides which you see I have confidence in me</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"><br /></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">Strength doesn't lie in numbers</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">Strength doesn't lie in wealth</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">Strength lies in nights of peaceful slumbers (unlike last night's)</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"><br /></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">When you wake up -- Wake Up!</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">It tells me all I trust I lead my heart to</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">All I trust becomes my own</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I have confidence in confidence alone</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">(Oh help!)</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"></div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">I have confidence in confidence alone</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;">Besides which you see, I have confidence in me!</div><div class="highlight" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; border: none !important; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial; font-size: 17px; line-height: 24px;"><br /></div><br /><br />
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First there was a chalk arrow on the sidewalk pointing towards happiness followed by a circle of happiness for anyone to step inside.<br />
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Morning rush hour on 6th Avenue at five minutes to nine. I giggled as I stepped inside, amused by its silliness. Then I waited around to see how many more ventured in for a moment away from their hectic mornings.<br />
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No one else did. One more paused for a picture, but he didn't step inside. I was a few minutes late for work.<br />
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Mid-afternoon I had another chance at stepping into happiness. Then I waited. I didn't see anyone else even noticing happiness was right there, or if they did, they chose not to step into it.<br />
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It was a crowded sidewalk on 6th avenue between 18th and 19th. It's a busy thoroughfare with a constant flow of foot traffic in both directions. The chalk drawing was at the edge of the sidewalk in the area generally reserved for street vendors. It was on a clear space between a hat and cellphone accessories stall and a cluster of free newspaper stands. There was plenty of room around it, but like happiness, you had to step outside the flow to reach it.<br />
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After work, I had one more opportunity. This time I stayed in there for about a minute, smiling and watching people walk by me. This in New York is crazy behavior.<br />
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Since I wasn't on my way to or back to work, I moved a few feet away and took my time. I was baffled at happiness' invisibility. When I started getting cold I decided to count. I'd wait to see if at least one in a hundred would step inside.<br />
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If happiness were right there, wouldn't you want to stop for it?<br />
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I was up to 87 when a couple in their early twenties came by holding hands. He was on the phone heading in a straight line and she pulled him towards the sign. They stopped and stared at it. They let go of their hands. She stepped in and turned, looking around her in a defiant pose. He stayed outside, only the tip of his converse grazing the circle of happiness. Still on the phone, he was non-committal.Majo Tinocohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562972944311271262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888790710140736809.post-89148253863637987722013-05-03T11:05:00.002-04:002020-03-16T07:14:13.051-04:0010 Easy Steps to Enjoying the Best New York City Spring by Getting a Root Canal*<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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Spring in New York City is a magical time when the city gets blanketed by pink cherry blossom clouds. The air fills with tear inducing pollen which makes everything look even more beautiful. After months of being burdened with thick coats cloaking them in darkness, New York City residents shed layers and start wearing happy colors. The relief is palpable in the city and some people even start to smile.<br />
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Part of what makes spring amazing is that suddenly beautiful things start popping up where there was nothing before. As someone who didn't grow up with seasons, this never fails to amaze me. However, if you have become inured to nature's tricks, there's still hope for you. In order to regain that sense of wonder and relief, you must first go through a series of exercises that will help you by offering a sense of perspective. In order to make the most out of the experience, I suggest a root canal.</div>
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Though this is not strictly necessary in order to get a root canal, it will help confuse matters. The best way to fracture your face is by playing some obscure and mildly dangerous game like <a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/new-york/brooklyn/broomball-sweeping-brooklyn-article-1.388870" target="_blank">broomball</a> and taking it too seriously, but any sport will do. When you fracture your face, make sure you get told that you have nerve damage in your cheek and that pain might continue to flare up years later, particularly when there are changes in weather.</div>
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<u><b>Step 2 - Go on a road trip</b></u></div>
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This gives your facial pain a good reason to flare up. I recommend traveling the backroads of Arkansas, Tennessee, Mississippi, and Louisiana. They are beautiful enough to help you forget the pain that is now throbbing in your cheek. You'll start wondering if it's your old fracture or a problem with a tooth but your reluctance to get it checked out on New Year's Eve at the office of a small town Tennessee dentist will help maximize the pain.</div>
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<b><u>Step 3 - See a dentist</u></b></div>
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Go see your regular dentist as soon as possible. Going early in January if you were having pain over New Year's works well. Have him tell you everything checks out fine. Have him tell you it was probably congestion and that if it comes back again, to first try decongestants and see if that helps. </div>
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Everyone knows tooth pain likes to come back when you travel. A third world country is best, particularly if that third world country is your <a href="http://bit.ly/10vhdOa" target="_blank">home and where your parents live and you haven't visited in two years</a>. But really, any trip will do because who plans a vacation and includes possible dental or other emergencies in the itinerary?</div>
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Once you get back home, or while traveling if you can get your hands on them, stuff yourself with decongestants. If they don't work, try following the instructions. If they still don't work, try stronger decongestants. Repeat no more than twice, then start panicking wondering if this is what the rest of your life will be like: debilitating facial pain and tissues stuck up your nose.</div>
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<b><u>Step 6 - See a dentist</u></b></div>
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Not to be confused with Step 3. Make sure there is a three to four month gap between Steps 3 and 6 for maximum benefit. Have him refer you to an endodontist, but first have your new dentist thoroughly check your tooth until you almost involuntarily kick him as you jump out of the chair in pain. Don't kick your dentist.<br />
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<b><u>Step 7 - See an endodontist</u></b><br />
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If you've done this right, you have now waited long enough for your root to have fully died. Have the endodontist confirm that you need a root canal. There is now dead tissue in your face getting infected which will require two trips to get the root canal procedure completed instead of the customary one.<br />
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Since you haven't been able to properly chew since back around Step 5, make sure you keep soft foods handy. Paté, hummus, and anything that's been put through the food processor works well. Disclaimer: eating only soft or liquid foods won't keep you from being hungry. Keep your loved ones at a proper distance to ensure their safety.<br />
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<b><u>Step 9 - Go back to the dentist and get a crown</u></b><br />
This step is far less fun than Disney will have you believe. Putting on a crown is what they do in order to make what's left of your mangled tooth work like a proper tooth. After this you can eat like a human again.<br />
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This process takes about three visits. Since both endodontist and dentists visits include about three numbing shots in your gums and require recovery time, they're spaced about a week apart. What this means is that for about five weeks for half the week you'll be in pain from your last visit, then you have a few days of relief and mandibular freedom before you go in for the next round. Make the most out of those days. Eat a fried burger if that's your thing.<br />
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These five weeks will give you the necessary perspective to properly enjoy a time in your life when you don't have to go to the dentist on a weekly basis.</div>
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<b><u>Step 10 - Enjoy Spring in New York!</u></b><br />
After a long winter that didn't know enough to leave when it had overstayed its welcome, Spring finally arrived in New York City in all it's daffodil and tulip glory. Go out and enjoy it!<br />
Strut your new shiny crown! You deserve it!<br />
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It was time for the boyfriend to go meet the family. If they lived nearby, I would've brought him over for Sunday dinner; or a Sunday noon-time sancocho most likely. Since they're in another continent, it took time and planning.<br />
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We ended up going for two weeks. We went to Bogotá first. I figured it would be best to ease him into Colombia and wild as Bogotá can get, it's a proper city. He'd get to meet my brother and his wife. Plus, there's natural air conditioning, and most of the people he'd meet in Bogotá spoke English.<br />
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That would not be the case once we got to the coast. Fortunately, by the time we got there he'd found himself a guitar and he was so happy eating Colombian food and drinking fruit juices he'd never previously heard of that he didn't care much about not being able to understand what was going on.<br />
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Sí, delicioso, and gracias go a long way when you're meeting parents.<br />
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It was a few vacations wrapped up in one. First, we enjoyed urban Bogotá with its new Transmilenio buses, shopping centers that looked like futuristic concepts drawn in the the seventies, gorgeous graffiti and street art, and <a href="http://www.cerromonserrate.com/" target="_blank">Monserrate</a> for the best views of the city and an amazing <a href="http://www.cerromonserrate.com/" target="_blank">lunch</a>.<br />
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Then we headed out of the city. First to the <a href="http://www.catedraldesal.gov.co/" target="_blank">Catedral de Sal de Zipaquirá</a>. That's a Cathedral carved out of a salt mine and it's as beautifully surreal as you might imagine. It's made of rock salt. After that we went to <a href="http://www.andrescarnederes.com/es/andres_chia" target="_blank">Andrés Carne de Res in Chía</a> for a late lunch.<br />
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There is no restaurant to compare it to. In Colter's words "Imagine a restaurant the size of a small town, with a menu that requires both a table of contents and an index. Décor is junk shop art and food is five start quality." He descended into primal grunting as the first bite he took of one of the appetizers rendered him speechless, but that's how he was able to sum up the experience on FB after regaining use of words. Since it was his birthday the following day, there was also a sash, a crown and a bit of serenading. There was dancing. There was eating. There were hammocks. This place is a spa for those who like to eat.<br />
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That was day 3. On the 4th day we went flying.<br />
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We strapped ourselves to huge parachutes strapped to instructors and we ran off the mountain to sail high above the lake and glide away as the mountain top restaurant became smaller and smaller. We gently looped back around and landed roughly in the same spot. Floating is weird. It feels amazing, but it also feels deeply wrong. It's like the body knows it's not supposed to be up in the sky without any kind of hard structure AND not falling.<br />
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I'd go again tomorrow if I could.<br />
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Then we went to Barranquilla, my hometown. It was meet the parents time. It was probably a mistake to let Colter meet my parents. By the time we left, they were pampering him more than they pamper me.<br />
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We also took a day trip to Cartagena. You should visit Cartagena if you ever have the chance. It's like New Orleans but with better food and kick-ass castles.<br />
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After that we went to Parque Tayrona for a couple of days, and that will take a separate blog post. It's the kind of place that makes no sense until you see it.<br />
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Then we backtracked to Rodadero, a beach town where friends of my parents have an apartment. It's where we went away on holiday weekends when I was a teenager. I hadn't been back in about ten years. I got to spend time on that balcony staring at the sun setting over the Caribbean, with Colter playing guitar leaning against my bent knees, while my parents and their friends amicably argued about the best place to buy unpasteurized cheese.<br />
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It was a long trip back after that. From Rodadero to Barranquilla, then Barranquilla to Bogotá, then Bogotá to JFK.<br />
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Still not quite back.<br />
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Here's a taste of what it was like.<br />
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<br />Majo Tinocohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562972944311271262noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888790710140736809.post-37422721903582637802013-04-29T10:41:00.000-04:002013-04-29T10:46:51.294-04:00Jarred<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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I'm one of those people who brings lunch to work. Often I'll also bring snacks: a handful of olives, slices of cheese, chopped mango,mixed nuts. As a Park Slope Food Co-op card-carrying member, my co-workers have been known to make fun of the variety and amount of food I bring to work, even as they jealously eye my lunch while biting into their protein bars washed down with Red Bull.<br />
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I don't care. I enjoy taking the time to eat well. Over the years I've gotten efficient at the dinner leftover transformation into brown bag lunch. However salads had remained elusive. If I really wanted one, it would require three containers: one for greens, one for whatever was on the salad, and one for dressing.</div>
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I noticed an intriguing post on <a href="http://instagram.com/nycsharathon/" target="_blank">@nycsharaton</a>'s Instagram feed. <a href="http://instagram.com/p/Xk9jn-D_68/" target="_blank">Salads! In jars!</a> I'd seen something like that floating around on Pinterest, so I took a better look. You pack from wet to dry. Wet stuff in the bottom (dressing, tomatoes, cucumbers, etc...) and dry stuff on top (mesclun, spinach, etc..) That way things stay separated until ready to eat and the greens stay fresh.</div>
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Depending on what you put in it, it can last a week. I've done it a couple of times now and have loved the results. When I'm putting together a salad in the evening, I pack an extra jar and take it to work the following day. Since I don't like having just salad for lunch, I do a small jar as a side.</div>
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You're stuck carrying a jar, but if you're lucky, maybe you'll be visiting a friend that evening for bookclub and she'll fill your empty jar with cookies. Thank you, <a href="http://pagesstucktogether.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Tara</a>! </div>
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Majo Tinocohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562972944311271262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888790710140736809.post-86017770054884530332013-04-25T09:05:00.001-04:002013-04-25T09:05:15.313-04:00Olived Oranges <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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As a kid, I had no interest in learning how to cook. I thought I'd always have others cooking for me. At home, or out, cooking was something others would do while I pursued whatever self-important thing I wanted to pursue.<br />
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If neither of those two options were available, by the time I grew up we'd be eating scientifically designed nutritional packets while strapping on our jetpacks to head to the glass-domed labs and work compounds.<br />
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I'm glad that's not the way things turned out. Besides, somewhere along the way I developed a love for the kind of food that's not easy to find in restaurants.<br />
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Though I mostly cook without recipes, I look at them for inspiration. A couple of months ago I bumped into <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/25/dining/25mini.html" target="_blank">The Exalted Olive</a> by <a href="http://markbittman.com/" target="_blank">Mark Bittman</a>. Olives and oranges seemed like a strange combination, but since lightly salted oranges is one of my favorite things to eat after a hot summer run, I thought I'd give them a try.<br />
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Since that first attempt, I've been having this about once a week. The first time I made it I tried to make it look like the <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/recipes/1012410/La-Zucca-Magicas-Orange-and-Olive-Salad.html" target="_blank">original recipe</a> picture. As if that ever worked. Then I decided it was better to chop and toss. I also skip making my own olive puree in favor of a jar of olive paste that had been languishing in the back of the fridge waiting for the right moment.<br />
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It's a simple pleasure. Chopped orange slices, tossed with olive oil and a bit of olive puree. Light and filling. It works well on its own, as part of a tapas style dinner, or as a starter. Two oranges can be enough for dinner if I'm not too hungry. One per person is an appetizer.<br />
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This will come in handy on those hot summer nights that are up ahead. Even though this has been the winter that refuses to quit, I believe in summer.<br />
<br />Majo Tinocohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562972944311271262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888790710140736809.post-65973142782066652402013-03-04T14:13:00.000-05:002013-03-04T14:13:00.225-05:00Now is the Start by A Fine Frenzy<iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AwqeEhs5v-o?list=PLKIin0qbqWDXMG2uRknrgNdyLaSclMcp6" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Majo Tinocohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562972944311271262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888790710140736809.post-50400805968645508562013-02-18T09:30:00.000-05:002013-02-18T09:30:01.483-05:00I Can See Land by The Big CatsThinking of Arkansas.
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and I could take it or I could leave it
and never miss you.
Came back around and I finally found
what I wanted and what I wanted
was to be with you."
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"One in three women on the planet will be raped or beaten in her lifetime."<br />
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My friend <a href="http://rahnareikorizzuto.com/" target="_blank">Reiko</a> invited me to participate in a dancing flash mob to protest violence against women. I said yes. I love seeing her, I've always wanted to participate in a dancing flash mob, and I'm against violence against women. That was easy.<br />
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I thought I'd take a closer look at what this was about and ended up at <a href="http://onebillionrising.org/">onebillionrising.org</a> staring at that quote. Surely that can't be true.<br />
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The long dormant foot-note lover and resource chaser that lives in my head woke up. Next thing I knew we were at <a href="http://www.unifem.org/materials/item_detail86d2.html" target="_blank">Unifem</a>, which is part of the Women's Fund at the United Nations (remember them?)<br />
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<a href="http://www.unifem.org/materials/item_detail86d2.html" target="_blank">There</a> I found the 2003 Report (scroll to the bottom of that page for the full table of contents) along with relevant quotes such as:<br />
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Ok. When you bring it down to more generalized violence and include assault it now seems more reasonable.<br />
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One in three sounds like a lot, but if I start thinking of all the women I know who have shared their stories it rings true. It's rare for these stories to come out, it's just not something you talk about much when you're a strong woman trying to live your life. If you're not an activist or are just trying to move on it might not be a part of your past that pops up in conversation much.<br />
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But when you ask, when you start talking, the stories come pouring. Their own and their friend's stories. Those are the stories I've heard. When you think of all the ones who would rather not share, the numbers go up.<br />
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I'm one of the lucky ones. I have not been beaten or raped. I have led a very sheltered life in part thanks to overprotective parents who drove me back and forth the four blocks to school all the way through graduation. When I left their orbit to protection I created my own by practicing a martial art on a daily basis for thirteen years.<br />
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But that hasn't spared me from being the target of lesser forms of violence against my body. Multiple times. And that's while living in civilized part of the world where women have rights and are relatively respected.<br />
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I'm one of the lucky ones, but protecting myself and being protected my parents and those who love me has to do with not getting raped.<br />
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The burden of rape and of the culture of violence against women remains on women. Dress this way, do this, don't do that and that's how you'll stay safe.<br />
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We often choose to ignore that we live in a world where violence against women is an accepted thing and something women have to deal with and accept. It is part of daily life.<br />
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But should it be? What would the world be like if it weren't.<br />
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Imagine not having to having to have to factor in having to avoid walking past construction sites and warehouses when choosing which way to walk to the subway on your way to work. Imagine the power of feeling safe walking home at night. Imagine never again getting groped on the subway. Imagine the power of feeling you have the right to say no to doing something that makes you uncomfortable. That's just the relatively minor things us lucky ones have to deal with.<br />
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What if instead of teaching don't get raped we switched it to don't rape?<br />
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Dancing in a park has nothing to do with any of this. My dancing won't save a woman in India. My dancing won't stop a husband from beating his wife. It won't keep a boss from getting touchy feely. But if dancing in the park will raise awareness, I'll dance to that. The more people are fighting violence against women, the more support the women who are suffering violence will have which might help them be able to rise and leave that violence behind.<br />
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It might not be much, but it is something I can do. It might be just a drop, but what is an ocean but a multitude of drops?<span style="font-size: xx-small;">1</span><br />
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For more info on the movement, please go to <a href="http://onebillionrising.org/">OneBillionRising.org</a>. Feel free to contact me if you're in New York City and want to meet me to dance in Washington Square park on V-Day. It's <a href="http://www.facebook.com/events/130111293820999/" target="_blank">this</a> event. For more events, go <a href="http://onebillionrising.org/page/event/search_simple" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">1"My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops" David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas.</span>Majo Tinocohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562972944311271262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888790710140736809.post-5335744229273948412013-02-04T10:45:00.000-05:002013-02-04T10:45:00.135-05:005 Years Time by Noah and the WhaleOh, there'll be love.
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After a difficult winter last year, I did a massive spring cleaning. Though I try to keep the clutter level low, last year I realized there were many things that had escaped previous cleaning attempts.<br />
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I needed a real work space at home and since moving was out of the question at the time, I attacked my apartment trying to get enough objects out of my life to be able to fit a real desk, one where I would enjoy working.<br />
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My old desk went on craigslist as did a few other things. A bookstore was very excited to get boks in Spanish that were not translations and a good amount of my closet ended up at my local thrift store.<br />
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I also found that I'd been keeping many things for the wrong reasons. There were many objects I'd kept because I thought they were either valuable or thought they could be useful in some way. But instead of being valuable to me, they just kept me from having room for a desk.<br />
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Sadness hiding in the back of my closet ambushed me. There was my cat's IV bag which when she passed in 2009 I'd kept thinking it might come in handy if anyone I knew had a cat having trouble keeping fluids. I couldn't throw that away! I could save a cat's life! It was also one of the last things of hers I had left.<br />
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Out it went. If a cat needed fluids I could administer them, but it would be better off with a bag that hadn't been sitting in a closet for years.<br />
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I started inspecting every single object, thinking what it meant to me and wondering whether I wanted it in my life. If the answer was no, then it had no value to me and it went out. I kept finding things to throw away until summer came and with it some welcome distractions. I never made it to the bathroom or the kitchen, but with some trips to Ikea and Benjamin Moore, by the time I'd stopped I was happy with the changes in my apartment.<br />
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Now I'm moving. Though I thought I'd gotten rid of all that I could, I'm finding out there's still plenty more where that came from. Though I'm excited about moving, I'm not looking forward to packing and unpacking. The fewer boxes, the better. With that in mind, I'm again throwing away all that is excess.<br />
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I spent the first three years of my life in an oil camp in Venezuela. My dad had a job in a rig there and we lived in a little house with a a dirt garage I used to crawl out of so I could go help myself to tomatoes from our local grocery store. When my mom got pregnant with my brother she decided she'd had enough of small-oil life in Venezuela and we moved back to Colombia. It was a hasty move and the new tenants were moving in on the same day we were moving out.<br />
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It was some time before my mom realized a box with our family's photo albums with its negatives (remember those?) had been left behind. She never got it back and she misses it to this day.<br />
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As I start organizing things in preparation for the move I'm finding many things I didn't even remember I had. Things that if I'd lost in the move I'd never notice. So I'm looking at things wondering if I want to pay to keep them. Three shelves of unread books? Gone. Books I know I don't want to re-read? Ditto. If I want any of them again, I can find them and the cost of getting them again will likely be less than the cost of keeping them. Because keeping them might be holding me back.<br />
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Looking forward to whatever is next.<br />
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<a href="http://www.destinationrealestate.com/detail-14116-park-slope-studio-1400.php">My apartment</a> is on the market. Check out the video the realtor made. Dramamine might be required.<br />
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Majo Tinocohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562972944311271262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888790710140736809.post-22718898604929834992013-01-22T10:30:00.000-05:002013-01-22T10:30:01.022-05:0070 Million by Hold Your Horses!How many works do you recognize?
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Here's one by the best not-quite-flat-mates I could have ever had. One of these days I'll go visit them at <a href="http://southsidetearoom.com/">Southside</a>.
<p>It's also a good running tune.</p>
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For the past few days I've been wrestling with a new knitting project. It's one of those patterns that assumes you <i>know</i> things, which I don't.<br />
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My grandmother taught me how to knit when I was about seven. On one of those Barranquilla afternoons when then rain comes and turns streets into rivers forcing everyone to stay indoors until it's done <a href="http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=5888790710140736809">dragging buses to the ocean</a>, she helped me make a hot pink sweater with silver flecks for my favorite doll. That was all the knitting I'd done until a couple of years ago when I thought I'd give it another try.<br />
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With the help of a couple of friends and countless of patient <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6KccLlkTKzE&feature=share&list=FLmeKNvexwPLyOkTUUv_fs6w">youtube</a> grandmas, I was able to learn how to make a wide range of things. This year I even made hand knit gifts for all of <a href="http://www.pointedstick.net/colter/">Colter's</a> family (three cowls, four hats, one scarf) and got really good at subway surf knitting (the key is using a sturdy paper bag - will try to post a detailed how to soon).<br />
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One of the things I love best about knitting is that you start with a ball of yarn, an idea, and a set of instructions. Since I like challenging myself and learning new things, I often chose patterns that include techniques I've never tried before. The pattern as a whole tends to be overwhelming, but if I go row by row and consult with my youtube grandmas whenever I get stuck, slowly something comes out of it.<br />
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If things get confusing, I can always go back to the instructions and figure it out. Which seems to be the case with pretty much anything. What seems impossible becomes manageable when it's broken down to pieces. If instructions are not available, you just make them up.<br />
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It works for running and it works for pretty much everything else. That's where I am. Making things up as I go.<br />
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After last week's <a href="http://majotinoco.blogspot.com/2012/04/hard-way.html">run and cheer</a>, I found a music device near the Columbus Circle Central Park exit. It had the sad and lonely look of discarded sweaty socks so I picked it up.<br />
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There was no one nearby except for another runner who saw me pick it up. We both made poor thing noises, both for the music device and for the runner who'd lost it.<br />
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I tweeted about it a couple of times hoping to reunite it with it's owner. It got retweeted, but no dice. No one has come forward.<br />
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In the interest of learning more about its owner, I listened to what was on it. Based on knowledge from watching Law & Order, I've created a psychological profile to <strike>narrow down the suspects </strike> try to find the owner.<br />
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The owner is a male runner in his late twenties. Maybe he's older, but he wishes he were in his twenties. He might wear bling. He likes to party and go to da clubs, or at least likes to think he does while he's running. I gathered this information after unscientific analysis of the lyrics.<br />
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There was a Lady Gaga song thrown in there, but the lyrics were mostly along the lines of "where the girls at", "what you got, boy, is what I want" and "baby girl, gonna fly you 'round the world." Also, there was no Justin Timberlake.<br />
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He's been hurt before, but he's hopeful and he mostly feels like the world is at his feet.<br />
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I got some fun song ideas and I've enjoyed downloading them and putting them on my shuffle. With Pandora's help, I added some more and now I have my own mostly hopeful with world at my feet playlist for 4-5 runs.<br />
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I'd post the playlist I found but I didn't write it down while I had the chance. The device is now out of batteries and I have no way to charge it. It's now sitting near my shuffle, wishing it could go for runs.<br />
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If you know someone who might have lost this, please let him know I have it and would be happy to return it. I won't judge him if he can't pick it up in his brand new limo.<br />
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It's easy to see why <a href="http://bit.ly/HC0rGK">Pinterest</a> is growing wildly. Highly visual, it's a very practical bookmarking tool. And it's pretty. Oh, so pretty.<br />
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It has so many lovely things, so many beautiful crafts and small projects it inspires me to get adventurous and do more. </div>
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Pinterest is directly responsible for my renewed interest in sewing, fancy up-dos, and nail polish (see picture).</div>
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So this is <a href="http://majotinoco.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Pinterest%20Experiment">The Pinterest Experiment</a>. Ideas from Pinterest, come to life. The inspiration for this nail treatment came from <a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/70437464352755/">this pin</a>, and I followed <a href="http://thebeautydepartment.com/2012/04/pretty-polish-idea/">this tutorial</a>. It was as easy as described. I've only done it once and the result is pretty good. Full disclosure - the four nails pictured above are the ones that came out best. The rest of them I didn't manage to get the tips as dark as I wanted them, but that was my left hand trying a new technique on the right hand. I believe in my left hand's learning curve. It will get better and I still have some pretty fancy nails for today.</div>
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When I was a kid, my brother and I loved to play with a copy we had of the Animals volume of a children's encyclopedia. We'd flip pages and we had to quickly touch the image of the animal and scream "mío!"<i>(mine)</i>. Whoever managed to touch it first claimed ownership of the pictured animal. If it was a cute one the winner had a right to be smug until we flipped to the next page and the loser would be jealous. If it was an ugly one, there would be "guácala!" <i>(ew!)</i> and mocking. We had the whole book memorized but we tried beating it by trying to flip pages at random. </div>
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Pinterest is a non-competitive version of the same game but even better. There are almost no ugly pictures - maybe only not as pretty - and with a click of a pin you can claim ownership of anything. And you don't just claim it, you get to keep it on your board. It's surprising how satisfying that is.</div>
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And if you're feeling enterprising you can end up eating <a href="http://majotinoco.blogspot.com/2012/04/pantry-lunch-roasted-chickpeas.html">healthier meals</a>, exercising more, and looking better all the way to your nails.</div>
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Eight miles is eight miles. Except when it isn't. There's that sense of satisfaction from completing a task, and then there's that inner ikickass warmth that comes from going beyond that.<br />
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The goal: to run eight miles. The plan: to run to Central Park and get there on time to cheer for runners participating in the Scotland Run 10k. <br />
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This required getting up early on a Saturday and packing myself like a cargo mule so I could have water for the road and something warm and dry to wear when I got there.<br />
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Loops of the park would've been simpler, but I wouldn't have had the view from the bridge or have gotten to see two different elephant statues.<br />
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I ran out of Brooklyn trying to convince myself I could do it, telling myself I could stop once I got to Manhattan. The one-more-bite mom trick worked well for me.</div>
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I ran up the bridge and down to Canal Street. I ran past the Chinatown bus passengers waiting with their crates. I ran through Union Square past cherry blossom branches. The Broadway pavement was mine as I made my way towards Times Square where the billboards let me know I was getting close; it made no sense to stop. By the time I hit the high 40's I could see the the Central Park canopy in the distance. <br />
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In Central Park I got to listen to bagpipe music and got to see men in kilts. Nacht! Runners in kilts - even better legs.<br />
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The increased sense of badassery from doing this run the hard way was worth it. Plus, there was a wafelini for me at the end.</div>
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</div>Majo Tinocohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562972944311271262noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888790710140736809.post-74166700879023165732012-04-04T08:26:00.000-04:002012-04-04T08:27:56.000-04:00Pantry Lunch: Roasted Chickpeas with Cumin and Paprika<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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There are days when groceries are too heavy or the store is too far away. Or there is simply not enough time.<br />
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Since that's been the case for me recently, I've had to start getting creative with what was already in the cabinets. The challenge of coming up with meals cobbled together from what is already there can lead to some interesting meals.<br />
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One of my favorites: roasted chickpeas and rice. Easy, simple, delicious. Roast the chickpeas while the rice cooker is going and you've got a meal with a nice protein/carbs balance.<br />
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I got the idea from <a href="http://pinterest.com/majotinoco/to-eat/">Pinterest</a> but I wanted to skip the sweet flavor. A friend of mine mentioned she liked them better when they were microwaved first - don't know why but it does improve the texture - so I started experimenting and came up with what is going to be a favorite staple in my kitchen. Works great in the toaster oven.<br />
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<b>Roasted Chickpeas with Cumin and Paprika</b><br />
1 can of chickpeas, rinsed and drained<br />
1 teaspoon of olive oil (or less)<br />
1/2 teaspoon of paprika<br />
1/2 teaspoon of cumin<br />
salt to taste (about 1/4 teaspoon)<br />
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Preheat your oven. Microwave the chickpeas for a minute. Then add olive oil, spices and salt. Toss until the chickpeas are coated. Spread on an aluminum covered sheet and bake at 450 for about 30min - stirring (tossing? tumbling?) once or twice.<br />
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Allow to cool before eating. They'll get crunchier as they cool. Eat warm or at room temperature as a snack, over rice, as a side, or in a salad.<br />
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Other spices that work great for this: curry + turmeric, lemon + garlic + pepper, thyme + paprika, ginger + thyme.<br />
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Enjoy!<br />
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<br /></div>Majo Tinocohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562972944311271262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888790710140736809.post-12395094876407655942012-04-02T15:51:00.001-04:002012-04-02T15:52:09.265-04:0014th Eileen C. Dugan Memorial 5K Recap<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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The first glimpse of the course was from a print out being passed around at the start line. There were no details online and, since this was the first 5k in Brooklyn Bridge Park, there was no other information online.<br />
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When I'd signed up I'd hoped for a picnic kind of day with blue skies and a sparkly Manhattan skyline. Even with Saturday's weather shortening the skyline, the view was still amazing. Jane's Carousel in its glass enclosure looked like something from a watery dream.<br />
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Participants huddled under tents waiting for the race to start. When we lined up to start - there was a clock but no actual line - Marty arrived. He gave a little speech and made a joke about the early time then walked around the runners giving out pins.<br />
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The race itself was fun, if a little confusing. At times it felt like an adventure course with different terrains and a few obstacles here and there. It was a gravel, narrow sidewalk with scaffolding - watch out for the pole! - gravel, road, and twisty course with no mile-markers but with some very smiley volunteers who were very good at pointing runners in the right direction.<br />
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I didn't have my garmin with me so I was very confused most of the time and the finish line crept up on me. Maybe I could have gone a little harder at the end if I'd known the finish line was right there, but who am I kidding? I'm not racing these days.<br />
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It was a great way to kick-off Saturday and the t-shirt (not pictured) is the prettiest race t-shirt I've seen in a long time. I'd do it again next time.<br />
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<br />Majo Tinocohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562972944311271262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888790710140736809.post-15401541050596528112012-03-30T07:45:00.002-04:002012-07-13T12:26:55.270-04:00Strassburg Sock<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This has been doing the rounds on Pinterest Fitness boards. Though I agree with the idea behind it, I haven't met too many who've consciously decided to give up on a exercise or fitness regime and then wanted to pick it up again.<br />
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Those who have given up - like I have with martial arts - often have a reason for it and have no intention of starting over.<br />
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What's more common is not-todayitis turning into not this week, not this month. Sometimes it starts with a cold or a sprain. Maybe a few too busy days at work.<br />
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Right now I'm spending quality time with the Strassburg sock thanks to some plantar fasciitis and foot pain. I'm familiar with this pain. I get it whenever I'm starting over with running.<br />
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I don't like starting over. I'd rather continue building, improving, getting faster, and stronger. High mileage weeks are my favorite weeks. I like the feel of the wind in my hair and the road under my feet. I like the easy feel of my body in motion running at a cruising pace along the Bay Shore Parkway as I run the long way to Coney Island.<br />
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But sometimes things happen and the mileage dips below a certain level. When I crank it up again the foot pain starts and the <a href="http://majotinoco.blogspot.com/2011/08/ten-week-plan.html">Strassburg sock</a> comes out. I love the Strassburg.<br />
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I'd rather keep starting over than giving up.<br />
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