I just entered the sixth week of my personal #500milesin2017 challenge. While I have always loved to run, I have definitely learned a lot more about myself upping my miles to meet the 9.6 miles a week goal: Your mind is your own worst enemy. I loathe the first mile and a half of any run. I don't …
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I was recently prompted with a question: What does it mean to be a good parent? In my opinion, and simply put, scraping peanut butter off of toast. Every morning before work, I brew my coffee, get out my vitamins, and prepare my breakfast. I then wake up my youngest daughter and start getting her ready …
I was pumped all day for my long run tonight. 20+ miles done in 6 runs in 10 days. I was ready to #getsome! Only I wasn't. All weekend long we were trapped inside the house awaiting the "Biggest Ice Storm in 10 Years". It never happened. Yes, we got some great family snuggle time. …
I am a very superstitious person. Find a penny heads up, make a wish and pocket it. Tails up, hand it off to someone else to make the wish. Right palm itching means you're coming into money. A broom falling means company will soon be coming to visit. 11:11, make a wish. Spill salt? Better …
Do you know when you have one person going into the restroom at the same time another person is leaving, both exerting the same amount of force to open the door, but it not being enough power to hint that there is someone on the other side of the door, causing both parties involved to …
I am an intense person, by nature. The moment immediately after I roll out of bed, shower, and have my first sip of coffee in the morning, I'm like a bullet shot out of a gun. It doesn't matter whether it is a workday or a weekend, there is always something that I have to …
You try your damnedest to portray an essence of happiness, of strength, accomplishment. Anything the world throws at you, you can handle it. And you do, for the most part. You have gotten so good about hiding behind the tough exterior, that it almost seems real. You walk around with your shoulders back, a smile …
I would like to begin this post by saying that I am not, I repeat, I am not one of those full-of-herself girls that is birthday-obsessed. You know the one. Her day is her day and should be treated as such. She has to give you reminders for weeks prior to her birthday... "Hey, my birthday is …
Last family photo op for a while; we just moved our oldest into her freshman college dorm room, four hours away. It was a successful day, although not without its fair share of Jameson-isms, tears, and a roller coaster of emotions. Actually, less like a roller coaster, more like a minefield. More on that at …
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