Tag Archives: lifestyle

Training for A 10K

*Disclaimer: I am not a professional athlete or doctor – these posts are solely based on my experience. All athletes are different and experiences vary. If you are experiencing pain, discomfort, or need medical attention, please see a physician. My experience training for a 10K First – I did my first 10K as a virtualContinue reading “Training for A 10K”

An Ode to: Spiders

I hate spiders. Let’s get that out there up front. So, why would someone with self-diagnosed arachnophobia move to USA’s spider central? Like I’ve said before: I make bad decisions. Spider season sucks. In New Jersey, we had a “spider season,” which was usually from around June through late September. This was a time whereContinue reading “An Ode to: Spiders”

Chasing Dopey: Why I Run

Why run when you hate it? Good question. It’s more of a love-hate relationship. I only hate running leading up to the run and during. I love it when I can tap the little end “button” on my watch and check it off my training list. Okay. Untrue, but honestly – the act of runningContinue reading “Chasing Dopey: Why I Run”

The Pee and The Plastic

It’s been a hot minute since I’ve said anything about the cats. So, here we are. As I type, Maggie is passed out beside me, snoring. Her brother is curled up in a Chewy box by the TV. A sweet, beautiful, serene moment. However, I left out the sheets of plastic drop cloths in theirContinue reading “The Pee and The Plastic”

I Make Bad Decisions: Chasing 2023 Dopey Challenge

Running 48.6 miles in four days sounded like a good idea at the time. If you know me or have been following this blog, you know I’m a little Disney-crazy. (Okay, you know I’m a little crazy in general). You also know I was a former athlete. So, when the pandemic rolled around, I gotContinue reading “I Make Bad Decisions: Chasing 2023 Dopey Challenge”

The Cyst-er: Emma’s Wrath

We last left my pal Rebecca cyst-er-less. Her future looked bright. She was back to being an only child – at least, she hoped. Although trembling from fear and adrenaline after the extraction, she was ready to shed her “hospital” gown and pull on her flannel shirt (which took a solid five minutes, thanks toContinue reading “The Cyst-er: Emma’s Wrath”

GRAINS

            I’m one of those lucky people who doesn’t have to worry about her weight – if I even look at a treadmill, I lose ten pounds.  My friends resented me for it and although they always saw the massive amounts of food I’d cram into my mouth, they’d tell me I was anorexic.             Continue reading “GRAINS”