Physical Therapy has certainly gotten inside of my head. For the last year or so (holy shit – yes, an entire year), I have clearly had mental issues with exercise. When I can exercise all I want I have ZERO interest in actually doing it. It sounds terrible. It sounds hot and sweaty and gross. … Continue reading
I was nervous, I won’t lie. For so long our society has taught women that big is not beautiful. Our society has told women that if you’re heavy you need to cover up, get surgery, lose weight, stop being you. Fat skin is not desired skin. It doesn’t matter how far you’ve come, how much … Continue reading
No running. All I heard was no running. No. No. No running. PT: I don’t want you running until your back is healed. Me: What about on a treadmill? PT: No. Me: What about a speedy walk? PT: No. In fact, I don’t really even want you walking up big hills. Me: What about on grass? … Continue reading
A younger friend of mine (mid 20s) recently asked if I could meet up with her to offer some advice. “Advice?” I thought, “What kind of advice can I offer someone? I’m only…30.” I haven’t met up with her yet, but it has been on my mind non stop. I’ve been racking my brain as … Continue reading
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve deleted this and then retyped it. Mental Health is such a hard topic to write about. It’s taboo. It’s scary. It’s the unknown. It’s the societal norms that still aren’t quite accepting. You’ve been with me through it all. The good days, the bad days, the weight … Continue reading
Do you love the skin you’re in? It’s such a fine line to love the skin you’re in while trying to change the skin you’re in. I’m working hard on the positive self talk. It’s so easy to get down on yourself when you’re trying to lose weight and the scale isn’t cooperating. Hell, I’m … Continue reading
I was standing in front of my Aunt and Uncle’s house and found comfort in this view. I took a deep breath and took off running. I processed and cleared my mind. 30 has been a difficult year for me. Not just because of my miscarriage, but because this is the year I’ve realized just … Continue reading
If you’re a 90s kid, you know what I’m talking about with “pics or it didn’t happen.” Well, it did happen. 4 times in fact. AND, four days ago, I wrote a post about getting my training life together and how much better I feel when I do. Since then, I’ve ran 4 times. I … Continue reading
My best friend read my This Is Part Of It post and told me it made her feel weird. Weird? Seriously. WTF? That was poetic and emotional and raw. Whatever. It didn’t settle well with me. Clearly. So, I pushed her and asked her why it made her feel weird. She didn’t want to get into it, but … Continue reading
Well, my 30 days has come and gone. I ended up with 16/30 days. Basically half. Initially, I was mildly disappointed. Especially after having my goal to be 30/30. After a short lived disappointment, I stopped and realized that it also averaged out to be every other day – and that sounds a hell of a … Continue reading
Damn girl, that's a lot of fattitude 