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A Different Craving

A Different Craving

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

Bite the Bullet

Bite the Bullet

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