I think I can’t

Ever been so convinced you can't do something only to happily surprise yourself? I've been working out on and off for about two years now, but never on a consistent enough schedule and never following any type of healthy eating plan because I love carbs and sugar way too much to ever give them up... Continue Reading →

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Stuck in a rut

...of complete and utter blahness. I don't even have a routine lately, and if you know anything about me at all, you know that's almost blasphemous. You know those memes of what teachers look like in August vs what they look like in December? Yeah, well I'm a walking meme right now. The struggle is... Continue Reading →

La Tortura (pre-race)

One of these days, I'll really buckle down and actually train for my races. Like, full on follow the schedule and eat right and not stress and have a cig or two the week before the big day. I'll follow the plan all the way through the end and not stop training the last month... Continue Reading →

P is for petty & D is for damn.

Not back with a decluttering update just yet. My living room is chock full of all the stuff I'm getting rid of at the yard sale this Friday. I am, however, back with a whole bunch of petty. Shit, man. Seriously, if I acted on impulse I'd have no friends right now. The more time... Continue Reading →

Letting go…sort of

I grew up attaching sentimental value to material things. I was the kid who never used her stickers because what would happen if I found the perfect place and occasion to use that super duper cool Lisa Frank rainbow colored cheetah sticker and I had already stupidly used it on a notebook? I mean, who... Continue Reading →

JuneJitterbug Exhaustion

June is basically a month-long celebration of birthdays, graduations, and other party-worthy events. I think there's one week where we have a family birthday every single day. Elliah's birthday is on the 15th, then just 15 days later we have my husband's birthday, and in between that, we have Father's Day. Parties! People! Family! Cake!... Continue Reading →

Sometimes

Sometimes, you just want to say "fuck decorum" and just put it all out there because it's therapeutic. ┬áBecause blasting people that need to be blasted eases my mind and soothes my soul. But doing so would be in poor taste and would cause more harm than good and in the end would do nothing... Continue Reading →

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