Life with Dudes Never Looked So Pretty
I love working out. My kind of working out. Just to be clear, I’m not talking about running, or yoga, or doing one of those Jillian Andrews torture you skinny videos. I’m talking about going to the gym, at a prescheduled time, and engaging in a group fitness class of my choosing. The musical kind. Like Zumba and other Zumba like classes.* I find them
As many of you know I am in the process of a life redo. And, for those of you who know me (via this blog or via the football field), you know that I am the master of disaster when it comes to those. I makeover my life often (I love makeovers and also, I need to). Restart, reimagine, redo, resolve. That’s me. I’m basically
Who’s hungry. OMG, y’all, I’m so hungry. I’m not even going to lie to you and tell you that this weight loss thing is a breeze. It is not a breeze. It is tornado force winds that are blowing me around the block and tangling up my hair. I so badly want to bake something delicious. Or get a milkshake from Chik-fil-A, or really anything
Another holiday season followed by another new year means that I (like so many other Americans) am reupping my commitment to health and fitness for the New Year. Only difference between me and the eleven billionty other New Years Resolutionists (that’s what I call the people who jam up my gym every January and then disappear by mid February) is that I mean it! Not
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Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me. Ummmm, liars. Words do hurt. A couple of weeks ago I had a really sad mean girls experience. It happened at a place where I usually feel so happy, a place that I’d grown to feel safe and welcome, a place that is helping me be who I want to be in
Two weight loss posts in one week? I know, I know, I don’t want to beat this chunky horse to death, but after yesterday’s post when I went on and on about how hard it is to lose weight and how it took me nearly two years, buckets of tears, and more than one program (Medifast is what I’m trying after also doing Weight Watchers,
Perspective. It’s hard to maintain. Especially, in the face of challenge. Leading a healthy, fit life has been a constant one for me. My daily struggle… Say no to cookie. Think for hours about cookie. Eat a salad to keep my mind off of cookie. Lick cookie. Give cookie to dog. Eat a miniscule square of dark chocolate. Look at cookie on Pinterest. Say eff
When I decided to get in shape last year I was pretty much doing it for myself. I couldn’t be this person anymore… I wanted to feel better. I wanted to live longer. I wanted to look cuter in the dresses at H&M. I wanted to never be “The Fat Mom” at soccer again. I wanted to be able to have a long, full, active
