I keep starting an entry and then stopping. I keep typing and then deleting. Let’s face it – it’s hard to write in a healthy living blog when your current idea of exercise is getting up to go to the fridge. I bought up in sizes. Something I vowed to never do again. A promise … Continue reading
It’s not all bad. I promise. I could fill page after page with all of the amazing little things Brooke does that just melt my heart, but they’re all things you truly don’t understand until they are your own flesh and blood. The first time she rolled over you would have thought it was the … Continue reading
I feel like I’m stuck in the suck. Two steps forward, one step back. I wrote about the importance of the separation of food and fitness back in January of 2014. TWO years ago. Two years ago. Guyz – I’ve been battling this demon for way longer than two years, but I publicly acknowledged it two … Continue reading
I did it. I reactivated, got myself to spin, and Brooke to their Kid’s ‘s Club. It was a remarkably awful experience. For your user experience I will break this into two parts: daycare and spin. Part 1: Daycare. So, I get there and Brooke is out cold. Great. I’ll throw her in the Kid’s … Continue reading
I’m writing this over the course of a few days, maybe a week, maybe two weeks (it’s been two weeks now). I’m not sure yet. Fear is holding me back. Fear is immobilizing. Fear is temporary; regret is permanent. I found spin 4 years ago. Ok. Correction. I tried a spin bike 4 years and … Continue reading
Brooke is 100 days old today. Someone told me I was about to be out of the “100 days of darkness” period. I had no idea what they meant so I looked it up. Apparently, this is a thing. The 100 days of darkness are characterized with terror, being overrun with hormones, sleep deprivation, relationship … Continue reading
Yep. It was just as awful as I thought. My only saving grace is that the ladies that work there are super sweet and Brooke doesn’t seem particularly upset when we get there. But… I have a few legit concerns about daycare. Let me start by saying that I once worked at a daycare. I feel … Continue reading
I remember hitting 200.2lbs on the scale and the fear being immobilizing. I couldn’t remember ever seeing a 1 in front. For months this paralyzed me. I would teeter right at 200lbs, never once seeing that elusive 1. 200.2, 202, 201.6, always close but never quite there. I was so frustrated. So angry. So desperately … Continue reading
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
Damn girl, that's a lot of fattitude 