Saturday, January 22, 2011

1.25.11: Wear Your Watermelon Sneakers

I got a letter last weekend from H&R Block with some sad news:
I am sorry to share with you that your tax professional, William Sommer, has passed away. William's professionalism, knowledge and friendship will be missed by clients and colleages alike.

Here's the remarkable thing about Mr. Sommer, who died in September from complications following a heart attack: Getting your taxes done with him was actually kind of enjoyable. Yes, it probably took twice as long because of his long anecdotes about the tax code and how they relate to real life, but it was fun.

Before I even met him, I knew he was a quirky character, and I had great admiration for how he walked his own path in his Watermelon Sneakers. In fact, he had been featured in the New York Times City Room blog, "Must Be the Shoes (Those Watermelon Sneakers)."







(Photo by Corey Kilgannon/New York Times)

Corey Kilgannon interviewed Mr. Sommer about his unusual shoes.

Mr. Sommer told the reporter that he found the shoes at a shop at Chelsea and decided he must have them. At first he was afraid to wear them, worried they would get ruined.

Then, he decided he would wear them 13 times a year -- on "Watermelon Days" to mark obscure holidays such as Red Ruffing Day and Bloomsday. They were meant to be conversation starters, he said.

Even without the shoes, you would have wanted to talk to Mr. Sommer. He was interesting, informative and brought delight to drudgery, even taxes.

My challenge to you today is to add bring delight to others' days and to walk your own path (even if you don't have a pair of Watermelon Sneakers).

Here is a link to the New York Times City Room Blog

1.22.11: A Mysterious Photo

My brother Bryan had a surpise for me when I visited him last weekend in Vermont. He just bought a new house so he has been spending time at garage sales and Burlington's Recycle North trying to find things to furnish and fix it. In his search, he came across a real gem for me. It was an old photo of Kilimanjaro, which came along with a mystery. The date on the bottom is 6/10. I am not sure if that means June 10 or June 1910. According to Climb Mount Kilimanjaro, the first documented attempt at the summit was made by Baron von der Decken and Charles New in 1861. Hans Meyer reached the top in 1889 (it was his third attempt). So 1910 would not be out of the question.

The photo, by Dr. Michael Weidman, is inscribed to Betty Bandel, "who has known many heights." I will spend some time in the coming weeks trying to find out who they were and what connected them to the mountain that I love so much.

My favorite part of the photo (other than the plentiful snow on Kilimanjaro) is the silhouette of a hiker, embarking on this great adventure. It makes me think of the possibilities for the dozen hikers who will be joining me up the mountain August for the docu-series. What a wonderful journey we have ahead of us!


Hope you can join me at my upcoming appearances:
Jan. 28-29 at the Chicago Travel Expo, Chicago, IL
March 12 at the Vermont Women's Expo, Burlington, VT
March 22 Interweave, Summit, NJ
April 15 Somerset County United Way Women's Initiative Luncheon, Bridgewater, NJ

Happy Trails!
Kara














Where have you been, Kara?


Please forgive my absense for much of these past few months... I have been in cyberspace, just not here.


I wanted to share a few places I visited on my Blog Tour, as well as some awesome awards that have come my way:


Outside Magazine's 127 Defining Moments Finalist.


Here are some of many Blog stops on my tour... I am so grateful for the online hospitality for my book:








And of course, my television debut on NJN News.

I hope to see you around here more often!

Saturday, January 1, 2011

1.1.11: A Clean Start


I admit it. I got a little naughty when it came to holiday eating.

I had a stressful November and December. There were so many special parties with wonderful friends between Thanksgiving and New Year's. The leftover hot cocoa from my gingerbread decorating party snuck into my coffee each day. I even used extra candy canes as stirrers! I even volunteerily picked up and ate a slice of a Natale's Bakery Yule Log at my friend Suzanne's Solistice Party. Christmas cookies appeared on my stoop!

I kept up with my workouts but I needed a clean start for the New Year. It is a great time for new beginnings and with my next Kilimanjaro trek coming in August 2011, I needed to get back on track

I decided to let my refrigerator inventory dwindle right before we left for our Christmas long weekend. Then I cleaned the whole thing out, letting go of every last little high-caloric crumb.

When I returned I made sure to fill it back up again with healthy foods -- salmon, salad, fat-free milk and more. I gave myself a clean start for health success in the New Year.
What can you do to give yourself a clean start this year?

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Remembering Denise Cramsey



Sometimes the most power gift you can give another person is to believe in them. That's what Denise Cramsey did for me.

Denise died suddenly Nov. 23 after suffering a brain aneurysm. She was 41.

It is hard for me to put into words how much I appreciated her integrity and commitment to help others in every project she did from Extreme Makeover Home Edition to School Pride.

Denise and I were in the midst of developing my celebrity weight loss trek up Kilimanjaro into a television docu-series. Denise was kind, funny and a delight to know. Our last conversation, which was a week before she died, was laughing about one network's rejection because the project was "too earnest" for them. We took it as a compliment.

I attended Denise's wake on Dec. 1 in Allentown, Pa. It was an opportunity to thank her for all she did, for believing in me and my vision. That meant the world to me. There were so many people touched by her life. I feel blessed for having been one of them. The world is a better place because of her.

I decided to continue the Kilimanjaro project in Denise's memory -- to help others who feel stuck in their weight loss journey. My fellow hikers and I decided to postpone our trek from February to July 30-Aug. 14, 2011 so we can do it the right way.

Another memorial for Denise will be held 3:30 p.m. Dec. 15 at the Academy of Television Arts and Science in Los Angeles, CA.

Scott Farquharson, Denise’s fiance, is collecting notes to Denise that will ultimately buried in a place that she would love -- near the summit of Mt. Whitney, the highest peak in the 48 contiguous states at over 14,490 feet.
It is a fitting tribute for a woman who moved mountains.

In lieu of flowers donations can be made to the Denise Cramsey Memorial fund, through Wells Fargo acct. # 6708486094. Contributions will help pay for the memorial and will be donated to Expedition Inspiration fund for breast cancer research. Checks for the memorial fund or notes may be sent to Scott Farquharson at 686 Camino Manzanas, Thousand Oaks, CA 91360.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Hiking Confession


I have a confession to make. Two weeks I posted on Facebook that I had bagged Mount Frissell, Connecticut's highest point. When my husband and daughter got up to where we thought was the summit, we ate snacks, snapped photos and headed home.

That night, when Chris was reading more about the mountain, he discovered we made a mistake that many do -- stopping on the top of Round Mountain, instead of continuing on to the south slope of Mount Frissell. Oops.

We had unfinished high pointing business in Connecticut.

So when we had to cancel our Mount Hunger Mountain hike due to snow up there, we decided to head back to Salsbury, CT to reach the true high point -- and then some.
Chris found an 11-mile trail that would take us to Bear Mountain, the highest peak in the state, back up to Round Mountain and on to the south slope of Mount Frissell. Because really, why do one mountain when you can do three.
We left our house at 6:30 a.m. to meet Chris's cousin Stacey (and fellow Kili hiker http://www.climbing4health.com/) and her friend Shannon at the Under Mountain trail head.



The first trek up Bear Mountain felt easy. We reached the top within two hours... the harder part was heading down the steep sections of the mountain. We had to be patient and scoot down a number of the more treacherous rocks.




Then on to Round Mountain (again!) where we had lunch to celebrate being five miles into the journey. I didn't bother to snap photos there...


From there, Chris thought it would take another hour and a half to the high point at Mount Frissell and then back down again. Tired legs and leaf-covered slope made this part of the journey even more difficult but I soldiered on -- because I really ddin't want to have to come back yet another time!


I was glad I did because I found the marker on the southern slope next to a large cairn. It was a bit anticlimatic as far as markers go -- but I was so grateful to see it because that meant I could head back.




We did soon as Chris signed the log book: "We came, we saw, we conquered three mountains and a high point."


We didn't make it down until 3:30 p.m. The sun was sinking so we had to hurry through our last three miles of the hike back to our vehicles. Thankfully, after heading up and down three mountains, the last part was pretty flat. That allowed us to zoom through the last bit. We actually had to switch on our headlamps for the last little bit.

It was a long day on the trail, but it really was a high point in my hiking history.
Fat Woman on the Mountain is available on www.fatwomanonthemountain.com and Amazon.com.







Friday, October 22, 2010

Not conquering Mount Hunger... yet.

I have decided to postpone my journey up Mount Hunger... Vermont had some early snowfall last week and I am worried about hiking conditions up there. (Mount Mansfield had 3-foot drifts on top!) To quote my dear friend Robin Simon: I may be crazy but I'm not stupid.

So instead, I will hike in Massachussetts... joined by Stacey (http://climbing4health.com) , Chris' cousin and fellow Kili hiker. We have our sandwiches (and gloves!) made for the six-hour hike.