Mid-April through mid-May is not my favorite time. My dad’s birthday was April 18th and he passed away on May 13th. It is a long 30+ days. Over the past three years, I have tried to come up with ways to divert my attention. The Game of Thrones is one way I have been able… Continue reading A Month To Get Through
I started this blog a few or so years ago. Wanted to use it as a way to document/be accountable to my weight loss journey. Well, much like a person who falls off a wagon for whatever reason, I too have fallen off the weight loss wagon. Four months ago I decided to get one… Continue reading Back at it again!! Broken Record!
I feel as though I’m a broken record. Every month (or judging by my last posts, every 6 months) I declare I’m going to work out, get healthy, become skinny. Well, here I am again. Tomorrow I’m going to start training for the 5/3 Riverbank Run 10K. Not a small fete, nor is it too… Continue reading What to do? What to do?
This past month has been a blurry whirlwind of every emotion a person could experience, including some I never knew existed. It’s amazing how grief will push you through feelings from numbness to despair to anger to just wanting to throw the grandest temper tantrum that would put a three year old to shame. The… Continue reading A Whirlwind Month
It’s been a while since I have written anything for this blog. Actually, it’s been a long time since I’ve written anything outside of discussion questions and educational papers. Coming back to writing is based more upon emotion as opposed to the weird, quirky musings of person who really enjoys telling dorky stories that is… Continue reading Cancer Sucks!
I believe it was Gene Autry who sang, “I’m back in the saddle again….” Tonight, after being off from any extra movement beyond walking from point A to point B, I am back in the saddle, starting to work out. As one ventures off on an almost two mile walk, it is important to make… Continue reading Back at it!!
My heart raced as the alarm clock blared the obnoxious beep. “Ugh….” I moaned as I hit the snooze button, cursing myself for signing up for such a long race, terrified for what was coming. I chose to ignore the inevitable and wrapped my pillow around my head. It’s a good thing Mark got home… Continue reading My First Fifth-Third River Bank Run
