My race day check list includes: a headlamp (our team’s start time is 6 a.m. and we’ll be on the move for 14 hours), one ear headphones (many races now allow only these, if any), my most comfortable pair of running shorts and lots and lots of Pink Lemonade Crystal Light in my Klean Kanteen (post-run, it’s kind of great).

More to come from our crazy adventures on the run.

Here’s to my parents’ 40th wedding anniversary, with a few shots from our unforgettable celebration.

The weather was heaven-sent with a light breeze, no pashmina needed.
Across the river, the picture-perfect New York City skyline was lit up by the early evening sun.

Dress: Cluny.  Heels: Kate Spade New York.  Jewelry: David Yurman (similar here).

Inside my clutch: Aviators for pre-party outdoor gathering, eye makeup for touch-ups and tissues (I’ve been known to shed a tear or two) and my favorite lipgloss.

Freshly muddled margaritas garnished with sugar cane.  A delicious, locally-sourced meal.  Surrounded by our closest family.

It was a night to remember.  My brother said it best on Instagram later that night: Here’s to #40more.

I fully realize that it’s, essentially, just an old railroad track with some well-thought-out landscaping, but, like most New Yorkers, there’s something about it that I find endlessly enchanting.  It’s not nearly as manicured as Central Park and there’s no Shake Shack, like Madison Square.  But, when the sun is shining, it’s completely packed.  And, I understand why.

Lush, quirky flowers and amazingly colorful trees against an urban, industrial backdrop.

A place to sit and chill with a friend or a book, plus, lots of space to stretch out.

The High Line takes me from my apartment building straight to Equinox.  Here, I emptied out my gym bag to show you a few of the things that I’m loving right now.

Ouidad Wave Create Sea Spray, for a blowout-free weekend.  Aviators, funky scarf and sparkly bangles (similar here) for layering (and going incognito while super sweaty), post-workout.  Katy Perry–because no workout of mine is complete without her.  And, Tracy Anderson is a fitness inspiration–she may be tiny, but, who doesn’t want to look like that?!  Got a few cool, new moves to mix up my routine from her piece in SELF.

Because, as they say: sometimes, you just have to stop and smell the roses.  Even on the way to the gym.