11 weeks. My sweet, sweet girl was 11 weeks yesterday. It’s hard to imagine a life before her, and nor do I want to. In her short existence she has taught me more about myself and life than my 32 years here has. My mom bought Brooke this sweet outfit and it could not be … Continue reading
In case y’all forgot, I hate hills. I’ve always hated hills. Not much has changed. I hung out with my Runner Mom (RM) friend, Angelina today. We spoke earlier in the week and she suggested we take a walk if the weather was nice. The weather was nice. I wore my fancy new running shoes, … Continue reading
It’s been a week. Boy, has it been a week. A friend of mine passed away last Sunday. She was only 30, recently married and has a 4 month old son. I feel like it could have just of easily been me. I’ve spent this past week reflecting and realizing that I care too much … Continue reading
I nearly died, but I did it. I went on my first actual PP run last week. I got Monster to sleep and had all of my spin stuff out and ready. Cleats by the trainer, clothes, and water. I hopped on my trainer and it just spun all willy nilly. There was practically no resistance. … Continue reading
Damn girl, that's a lot of fattitude 