I have no time. Okay, that’s a lie. I have a lot of time, but I never seem to get anything done. I have a lifetime’s worth of things I want to do, feel like I should do, wish I …
My New 3 Steps to Building Muscle
Today I went back to my boxing gym for the first time in a month and a half. I’m going to be extremely sore tomorrow. I always am. It’s hard to consistently attend classes because I travel a lot and …
Ten Years
My ten year high school reunion was last weekend (does this mean I’m officially old now?). Unfortunately I was traveling for work and couldn’t attend, but it got me thinking about how much I have changed over the last ten …
Hope in Guatemala
I go to Guatemala a lot. I’ve lost count of how many times. I’ve been there so much that it doesn’t seem foreign to me anymore. The brightly colored huipiles, the vendors selling trinkets on street corners and the dust …
Maybe
“Once upon a time there was a productive, motivated young woman who knew how to get shit done.” That sounds like the best start to a “happily ever after” story that I’ve heard in a long time. The internet tells me …
Committed
Sunday might have been my most productive day ever. I ran 13.1 miles. I gorged on all of the free food at the Flying Pig finish line. I enjoyed a morning view of the lovely Ohio River. I tried a …
Recent Reads
I love to read, but sometimes I have a hard time actually sitting down with a book. During these times, I find it helpful to know what my friends are reading in the hope that something will spark my interest. …
Until I Find My Voice
I’m looking for my voice. Have you seen it? I want to write; to contribute, to tell the world something worthwhile. But sometimes I get lazy. I see others living out their passions and I think, “Hey, I could do …
Why Do I Run?
I like to run; I really do. Finding the motivation is the hardest part, but when I’m feelin’ it, it’s one of the most satisfying activities of my day (the endorphins certainly don’t hurt). But it’s weird, this leisure activity …
Just For Me
The rattle of the coffee grinder. The jangle of silverware against chipped porcelain plates. The clash of a hundred discordant conversations occurring simultaneously. Noises clatter off the cafe walls and crash against my eardrums like salt water waves against a …
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