Category: Get Fit

My new best friend.

Is a rotisserie chicken. I know, I know, you guys have thought of this a zillion times. But the idea of buying a cooked rotisserie chicken and using it all week was a phenom to me. You know, this whole cooking at home this is going pretty well so far. Last Thursday and last Friday

Inciting incident.

When I read Don Miller’s book A Million Miles in a Thousand Years, it kinda changed my life. Great books will do that. I would insert about fifty quotes here if my copy of the book wasn’t in some storage unit on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean. [Books are heavy. Very few made

I’m alive, but don’t ask my shoulders.

They’ll give a different answer. [fatigued shoulders, party of 2.] It breaks my little heart when people on twitter openly discuss my lack of blogging [in a loving and friendly way]. And all I have to say to that is, trust me. I miss blogging far more than you miss me. Because you know what I

I can’t blog when I wake up at 4:30am.

Apparently. I kinda dropped off the blogosphere on accident this week. Because, and I can’t believe I’m about to say this, I’ve been waking up at 4:30am for Boot Camp. Yeah. Boot Camp. So to make a long story short, the ladies at Style Blueprint had a Boot Camp deal. I crazily encouraged my friends to

A bicycle mistake.

The Half-Marathon was on Sunday. We had to be in Seaside on Saturday to pick up our packets- you know, the packets that say “now that you have this number in your hands, you actually have to show up for the race.” I didn’t really want that number exactly. But I sorta did. I’m glad

Half-Marathon recap.

Let’s start with this: I’m sore. In every place imaginable. The good news? I finished the Seaside Half Marathon. I actually moved 13.1 miles and exercised for 3 hours and 25 minutes. Here are my stats: I finished #2115 out of 2127. Meaning, I beat approximately 12 people. But that can’t be true because there

Today is a celebration.

I’m not a runner. You know this. I am slow. It makes me sad and frustrated. I’ve always been slow, even on my best soccer day. I’m not in tip-top shape. I haven’t enjoyed training. I don’t love to exercise. [Amendment. Exercises I do love: playing soccer, Zumba classes, and water aerobics.] But. Today is a

Go back.

I used to hate going to the gym. I mean, I would pay for a membership and go every now and again, but I didn’t enjoy it. One of the best parts of the Get Fit Challenge is that I grew to enjoy the gym. [Ok, “enjoy” is a strong word. Maybe I should say that

Get Fit Challenge :: The Wrap-up

Here’s the thing. The Get Fit Challenge officially ended 2 weeks ago, but I wasn’t allowed to talk about it. I know. No greater challenge exists for me than keeping good fun-time secrets. So in order to not break any rules and get disqualified, I blocked it from my bloggy-mind. Then all the sudden you guys

What a fancy Friday.

I have two friends who call me “Fancy” and I don’t know if it is more an homage to my love for Reba or because I am, in fact, very fancy. But either way, it is deeply endearing. [I tell you the weirdest things. I can’t help it. Sorry.] There are three seriously awesome things