Virtually Active

I just finished my second pot of coffee. It's either that or eat. Nonstop. And I'm trying to use my school stomach. Like the memes keep telling the children to do. But y'all. I'm struggling. I'm struggling in a really weird way. Like, I'm ok. But I'm also not ok. At the same time. I … Continue reading Virtually Active

Bel Monte 50k

So, here’s how I know I’ve been spending just the right amount of time on the trails. I went for a four mile run through my neighborhood yesterday. Wandered my way over to the more high falutin residential area. Had to pee pretty bad throughout. And I had to remind myself. Repeatedly. We don’t pee … Continue reading Bel Monte 50k

A Mountain A Day

Not a Snow Day 3. I continue to try the mountainous approach to maintaining my health. Tuesday night found us climbing Roanoke Mountain. It took me a minute to get there. Because I basically live at Starr Hill these days. So I drove right past Walnut Ave on my way in. Turned around in the … Continue reading A Mountain A Day

This Is Not A Snow Day

My boss was very clear on this point. Last week, I was quickly approaching my stress limit. Work was overwhelming. I was near tears. I know. I cry. A lot. People barely even notice anymore. But seriously. These were stress limit tears. They’re legit. Because look it. Every one of those files was a letter … Continue reading This Is Not A Snow Day

My Modesty Needs Work

“Who does your nails?” Ummmm, me? “Oh. So you can still reach your toes! Good for you.” Fuck. How old does this dude think I am? I was just starting to feel ok about myself again. *sigh* So, I’ve figured out that I’m probably never going to leave any visit with a medical professional feeling … Continue reading My Modesty Needs Work

Worst Neighbors Ever

I wore real dress pants yesterday. The kind with buttons. And aren’t even stretchy. And I managed to breath normally the whole day. Apparently, if I just force myself to workout every damn day, I can maintain a comfortable body weight. And still eat the random crap that people offer up to me. Mostly GBFF...WHTBS. … Continue reading Worst Neighbors Ever

Mountain Counseling Session

So, I’ve been...let’s call it Januarying...in late February. No idea why my dark time is running so late. And I’ve been trying to beat the pissiness out of me. Fourteen road miles on Sunday. Beautiful Beastie’s Body Pump Class Monday night. “We just did 120 presses!” “Well, that seems...unnecessarily excessive.” But it was necessary. Because … Continue reading Mountain Counseling Session

Just Fix It, John Scalzi

“I have now eaten 2 apple fritters. And I’m not fitnessing tonight. When I can’t fit into my jeans tomorrow, I’m blaming you.” “I told you to share...” “That goes against every instinct I have.” This is how GBFF...WHTBS managed to take the remaining apple fritter away from me. Without any scarring or appendage loss. … Continue reading Just Fix It, John Scalzi

Mustard Is Acceptable

“What’s the best condiment?” In my mind I was thinking ketchup. “If you pick ketchup, you’re a fucking chump.” Thank god he wasn’t asking me. I would’ve definitely picked ketchup. “Mustard is acceptable.” I mean, I think mustard is probably the worst of the condiments. But I also would’ve picked ketchup, so what the fuck … Continue reading Mustard Is Acceptable

My Valentines People

Sometimes I forget that I have people that actually enjoy spending time with me. In general, I assume people can take me or leave me. But every now and then, my people remind me. That they want me around. K-Rob-D thought I’d been avoiding them. Like, she for real believed that shit. No. Let me … Continue reading My Valentines People