Author: amy

  • Falling into Fall

    I realized that I hadn’t posted in a long time and wanted to update the masses of you who read this what is going on in my world. Post-Prouty riding has been mostly riding to work and the occasional slow trip along the Connecticut River.  I’ve been ramping up training for the CHaD half marathon […]

  • Hope Springs Eternal and Bittersweet Beginnings

    By now, you all know of the tragic events that took place yesterday at that most venerable of road races, the Boston Marathon.  As a runner and Bostonian I am sad and sickened at what took place.  But having people that I love so close to the scene is even more traumatic.  My godmother, Rhonda, […]

  • Spring

    Kick off to running season!  The previous night’s snow didn’t keep the Beamy leprechauns from running their legs off in the 12th Annual Lebanon, NH Shamrock Shuffle.  We placed near the middle of the pack of almost 1100 runners (counting, of course, the 17 seconds it took to cross the start line!).  The field of […]

  • Snowventures

    Yesterday we broke out the new year-old XC skis that Ben bought me for my birthday last year.  They sadly sat in their packaging in our garage all year  because of last winter’s snow deficit.  But the conditions were good yesterday so we took them up the road to the conservation land around Indian Pond.  […]

  • Beamy Christmas and Snow Play

    Another yuletide rushing by, accompanied by the usual flurry and sprinkling of magic with a soupcon of drama, as Nana Beston went into the hospital for breathing difficulties.  Sigh.  Breathe.  Celebrate.  Highlighted among the traditional Christmas Eve carol sling-a-long was Molly Beston performing 2 “original” songs about the spirit of Christmas being about sharing and […]

  • Bipolar Holiday

    I have declared that my house suffers from a bipolar holiday.  Thanksgiving is marked by fall decorations outside and on our table and buffet, but Christmas lights and garland festoon (when do you ever get to use this word!?) out doorways and stairway.  I love Christmas decorations and couldn’t be more pleased that Thanksgiving is […]

  • 2.0 a-go-go (or And So It Go-Goes)

    An empty office.  The start of a new life.  My office clock stopped my second to last day of work.  Battery worn down, probably.  Fitting metaphor.  I will say that few people have probably been as feted as I was leaving this job.  A Halloween costume party thrown by my coworker (Ben as the “Bread […]

  • Lasts and Firsts

    Today is my last Monday at work.  This has been a time of lasts…last session with client, last peer supervision, clearing out my office…and of firsts…first time hefting 50lb bags of carrots at the farm, first time NOT destroying a cardboard box (yes, Ben, pigs have flown), first time in a long time loving early […]

  • Upgrade to 2.0

    I was volunteering on the farm this past weekend and was like: “Hey, if any job openings pop up, I’d be interested.”  They were like: “Ok, how about working in the farmstand next season?”  I was like: “Heck yeah!” So hopefully from April/May – October I will be working at the farm.  I will be helping […]

  • Number 48, At Your Service

    Last night was my first night working in the warehouse.  Irony being that I had told Ben that I wouldn’t have my phone on me so in case of an emergency, he would have to hold down the fort.  And then we had an earthquake!  I heard about it later and on break gave Ben […]