Month: March 2016

A WeCap: Whole 30, Yoga and Blossoms

I’ve decided Sundays are going to be my week’s recap…now known as a WeCap. Enjoy! Normally I try to keep some type of theme in these posts…but so much has happened over the past week that I can’t even imagine thinking of weaving all of these things in smoothly. Soooo, I’m not going to try because I… …don’t give a ship. OK. So first thing on the docket: today marks the end of week 1 in our attempt at Whole 30… and WHOLLY hell (definitely using that has the headline in the future), it is not for the faint of heart. It isn’t even the fact that I can’t eat bread. It isn’t the fact that I can’t eat cheese. What makes Whole 30 so difficult is the fact that I have to cook each meal to stay on plan. On Whole 30, you have to avoid certain foods, one of them being sugar (besides sugar in fruits/veggies)….and I don’t know if you know…but sugar is in EVERYTHING. On a usual week, I am able to go …

Oh Bra-ther!

Last week, I got a fun email from Lauren at Chelsea Collective inviting me and some girlfriends to come to the Get Fit with Brooks and Moving Comfort event. I was really struggling with a strong case of the “Mondays” as I read the email but I saw “bra fitting, manicures and runnings shoes”… so clearly, I was in. On Sunday morning, Sarah and I ventured out to our old stomping grounds: Tyson’s Corner. It has been awhile since I’ve been to this massive mall…or any mall in general. These days, I can buy anything I need online.  Just yesterday, I received a veggie-spaghetti maker AND a Birch Box order in the mail. Yes, I can shop from the comfort of my home with no judgement and more importantly, with no pants on. When we got there we realized, not much has changed. We passed by the movie theater. There are still a ton of teenagers loiterings and flirting with each other. We passed by the Gap. Their displays are still adorable. We passed by Hollister. They still haven’t gotten an electrician to …

I’m Not Getting Married…

  …right now (good hook-headline huh!? Thats Blogging 101 right there!). Is there something about entering the later half of your twenties that creates a time bomb that everyone, except for me, can see strapped to my body?? It is allegedly a terrifying  bomb…covered in lace, flowers AND it plays the Cha-Cha Slide on repeat. That’s right. The marriage bomb. This crazy contraption makes everyone feel like if I don’t get married within the next 48 hours, I’m doomed to a life of sadness. It seems like just yesterday, everyone was advising me that I was too young to get married…that I needed more life experience…that I needed to know my partner better…that I needed to be financially stable. Meanwhile, I was just wondering if I should get extra cheese on my pizza. Now, it is one of the most frequent questions I get. I’m flattered that people think because I’ve aged another year, I am that much more mature (did I mention I was taking shots of fireball on my birthday a mere month ago?) but let’s be serious. I’m still just a …

Bum foot, Bangs and a Butt Load of Cookies

Yikes! My first time in about 6 months that I’ve gone longer than 6 days without posting. I try pretty hard to stick to a blogging schedule (for my own good…and for you dedicated readers out there…hi mom!) but sometimes, I just can’t. But that is life… plan, be surprised, move forward…repeat. Which takes me to my first update for this week… Turns out that little ache in my pesky foot is a stress fracture. Surprise! It was really crappy piece of news to be delivered especially before 2 races I was REALLY looking forward to. The prognosis is a minor stress fracture. I also learned that my navicular bone is abnormally large which is ironic because my foot is so tiny. But you do know what they say about large navicular bones right? 😉 Yeah, me either. I knew the mechanics of my body were just wrong! These tiny feet weren’t meant to hold my frame! So I’ve been booted for a few weeks but hopefully with some rest, the boot, and some new orthodics …

The Runner’s Remedy

For the past few months, I have really concentrated on my running… which is good since I’m slated running my first half marathon in two weeks! I’m not going to say I love running yet; it still hurts my lungs, legs and feet…but on the days when it is good, it is so good. I have proved to myself that double digit runs are possible and then even though I feel like I want to stop, I don’t need to. The body is really an incredible and resilient thing! Unfortunately, my pesky foot injury really flared up this past weekend on what was supposed to be my last long run before I began tapering for the Rock N Roll Half. My friend Eric was kind enough to slow his normal pace down to run with me on a planned 10 miler. When I say slow down, I mean he actually looked like he was walking. I guess that is what I get for choosing a 6 foot 5, former cross-country running partner (I had a great time, Eric!). …