This is so incredibly true for me. I started SMF with a plan in 2012. I promised to finish it in 2013, but got pregnant and had my first miscarriage. I should have gotten back on the wagon in 2014 – had a second miscarriage. In 2015 I set a bunch of healthy goals, HAD … Continue reading
So, I’m a bad listener. I don’t follow directions well. Especially when it involves me not getting my way. I’m having a difficult time balancing mental health with physical health. I NEED to exercise for my sanity, but I need to rest my body for recovery. It’s such a slippery slope for me. Since it has … Continue reading
Now that I don’t have this ginormous belly the itch to run has returned. My cravings no longer revolve around food, but around the need to feel the crisp air on my face as I settle into a long bike ride; the high from dry heaving after hill sprints; the rush from beating a PR. … Continue reading
I bit the bullet, swallowed my nerves, found my inner fathlete and signed back up for the Atlanta Track Club today. I took a long walk today with the dog and despite sweating like a whore in church (seriously – wtf is it 70 degrees in November?) remembered who I am. I am a fathlete. … Continue reading
I’ll break this up into three sections. The good. The bad. The funny. The good: Halloween and Baby Girl’s room = success!!! I took the rather freaky approach to Halloween and went with how I feel: she’s trying to escape. I definitely freaked a few people out, but hell, it’s Halloween. I had about a … Continue reading
There are stages to pregnancy and currently I’m in the “I just want to roll over comfortably, stop peeing and feel like I have some some control over my body again” stage. I met another woman in our birthing class that has inspired me. She’s run her whole pregnancy and I’m seriously in awe. She’s … Continue reading
I train. It’s what I do. It makes me feel good and like I have a purpose. I’m a goal oriented person that does well with a routine and enjoys knowing what comes next. I’m a planner. I like control. I own these qualities about myself. Yes, they make me a little neurotic, but I … Continue reading
Petrified is an understatement. As I was falling asleep last night I sat up and looked at Kevin and said, “I should have done a 10k race before. Then I’d be more prepared.” Why? I have no idea. I’ve run nearly double the distance of a 10k during training, but for some reason I’m petrified. … Continue reading
A couple of months ago I posted on my fatty forums about needing help with going to the gym with my schedule. I got a resounding, “If it’s important enough to you, you’ll find a way.” That couldn’t be more true. A part of me was afraid of going back to the gym. Afraid of … Continue reading
I told Kevin I wished I could exchange my fitbit flex for the charge HR and just pay the difference. He told me that since I actually wear it every day and use it to just go buy the Charge HR. So, I did. And I’m in love with it. I thought I’d do a … Continue reading
Damn girl, that's a lot of fattitude 