Thursday, September 5

5K Or Death. Whatever comes first.

Sam and I have decided we are going to train for a 5k this October.

I am about to turn 35 in a few weeks and I thought it would be as good a time as any to push myself to try something that I would not normally try. We have been training for a few weeks now and on the  "How much do you love running " scale of 1-10 I would put this at a solid 2.

This might actually win as the stupidest thing we have ever tried. And I assure you that list is pretty damn long already, but we are doing it. We run every day and only whine and complain for the first few minutes. Then when it's over, we both feel better for having done it.

We are up to running a few minutes straight without stopping now and only walking a minute at a time. It's slow, but it's coming.

I have also started going to a palates coach/trainer. I was skeptical at first but when she showed me a apparatus called a Cadillac that helps me become stronger, more toned and has leather straps..I knew I was in the right place.

So in a few short months I am hoping to have more success to report, and a pink participation ribbon from another crazy thing tried.

Yeah us!


I am grateful for good shoes that my mom bought me.

I am grateful for a healthy body and for boobs. I am really grateful I was lucky enough to get them. They can be a royal pain in the ass sometimes, but I am thankful.

I am grateful for Italian wine brought back for me by Sam from her trip to Italy this past summer. It's a nice way to wind down, and reminds me of a distance place that I will return to one day.


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