April has hit us full force with some kind of snow/hail/rain mix. Wonderful!
As I put on my rather beat up boots it strikes me I hardly ever wear rain gear anymore. During three years in New York, shell jackets (and sometimes pants) and good rain boots were my most important and prized piece of clothing.
Living in Manhattan sounds rather fab and glamorous. But my reality included a LOT of transport by foot. Since strollers aren’t allowed on busses and most subway stations don’t have elevators; we walked. And walked, and walked. Rain, shine, morning sickness or other ailments notwithstanding, I calculate that on an average day I did an effective 2.5 hours walking just to get to places. And that’s not counting the morning walk in the park with our dogs which was as important a morning ritual as my coffee is to me.
These Ilse Jacobsen half-boots are lined and have proper arch support so extra good for struggling through sleet storms up and down the avenues of the Upper West Side.
Ping New York City moms. My boots and I still miss you!
There’s something very special about waking up at a conference. Uninterrupted sleep is always welcome, as is a long breakfast. A few too many glasses of wine last night is quickly compensated by the energy of 50 or so top talented colleagues getting together.